Monday, August 20, 2012
What is your dream car?
The one that floats in clouds and lands on dragons peels out so their scales are just shredded with little flecks and bits of dragon scale dust all up in the dragon's eyes all dusty and shit then the car just shreds some crazy stupid van halen riff and people start thinking the dragon has magical halen powers but he doesn't because it's just that car wailing away but you wouldn't know it because that dragon is so so tall. that dragon is just way too tall.
Monday, August 13, 2012
an uncomfortable
bed i, rock
rest still today
this day brought sunlight
sunlight brought one
blue-tailed boy who
eyes me of his mountain
peeks below his waist
irrelevant now
breaths held
across cemeteries
cemeteries
each new pair of shoes
one red-nosed
dear boy
lifts me
pushes my faces
thumbs my eyes
rolls my spine
skip skip skip skip skip
bed i, rock
rest still today
this day brought sunlight
sunlight brought one
blue-tailed boy who
eyes me of his mountain
peeks below his waist
irrelevant now
breaths held
across cemeteries
cemeteries
each new pair of shoes
one red-nosed
dear boy
lifts me
pushes my faces
thumbs my eyes
rolls my spine
skip skip skip skip skip
Sunday, August 5, 2012
if you allow me to kiss you, beware and do not give me your lip or (your eyelid) i will pierce your skin where it is the thinnest on your body and let this venom that is love this poison that is passion this drug that is life soak into your veins and
(your blood)
you will feel
alive. even when
you are without me
i rub this ash to
my skin
burns me into
a sarcophagus
fourtrillion flecks- dust
i used to have bones
i used to have flesh
i used to breathe.
i loved
i took for granted.
i heard pictures
i used to think
critically
worldly
i held footing
where rare humans
breathed
where many have walked.
look at me now. again.
washtch me
i am just the dirt
the over priced acre
the under the table
scrap for dogs
i am unseen molecules
no you are not blind
no you are not
only remnants,
seperated pieces
i can no longer be
grasped
within your arms
reach you cannot
let go-
memories of that fork
in the road scraping
against my teeth
when we ate
your sister's casserole
my skin
burns me into
a sarcophagus
fourtrillion flecks- dust
i used to have bones
i used to have flesh
i used to breathe.
i loved
i took for granted.
i heard pictures
i used to think
critically
worldly
i held footing
where rare humans
breathed
where many have walked.
look at me now. again.
washtch me
i am just the dirt
the over priced acre
the under the table
scrap for dogs
i am unseen molecules
no you are not blind
no you are not
only remnants,
seperated pieces
i can no longer be
grasped
within your arms
reach you cannot
let go-
memories of that fork
in the road scraping
against my teeth
when we ate
your sister's casserole
Saturday, August 4, 2012
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