I almost forgot how much I loved this film!!!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
the optic nerve
misread clairvoyant epitaph
the flood gates on her wrist let loose
daggers suck in
blowing out the feeling of
complete bemusement
at a loss
and buckling under
where the currents hush
and god and demon
and my human mind
crumples under its
trepidation
that you
and you
and you
and I
are all the same
eating
forced inherent danger
I have spit on myself
across provinces
building black iron structures
locking down
fleeting transfer zaps
of unsatisfying human contact
blazing in my own saliva
the test
the motives
and all in between
vanish
becoming less apparent
for every second I breathe
I am lusting for
a calm
where the listless aches in each arm
subside the overpowering energy
looming
behind each warm body I touch
a poison
absorbing
inside four walls again
the heat of the black sun
swallows my confidence
my nerves drained
and at the bottom of the dam
a crisp beating heart
sound heals
pushing pinholes of speeding light
in the one direction necessary
I picked your eyes open in your sleep
the flood gates on her wrist let loose
daggers suck in
blowing out the feeling of
complete bemusement
at a loss
and buckling under
where the currents hush
and god and demon
and my human mind
crumples under its
trepidation
that you
and you
and you
and I
are all the same
eating
forced inherent danger
I have spit on myself
across provinces
building black iron structures
locking down
fleeting transfer zaps
of unsatisfying human contact
blazing in my own saliva
the test
the motives
and all in between
vanish
becoming less apparent
for every second I breathe
I am lusting for
a calm
where the listless aches in each arm
subside the overpowering energy
looming
behind each warm body I touch
a poison
absorbing
inside four walls again
the heat of the black sun
swallows my confidence
my nerves drained
and at the bottom of the dam
a crisp beating heart
sound heals
pushing pinholes of speeding light
in the one direction necessary
I picked your eyes open in your sleep
Friday, August 7, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
she-bop///and the brave ones
social psychic melting pot
alligator tracks
and the boiling moon
vomiting up
sewn sutures
a panic depth
of hot pavement
stitching in mimed faces
lined print
lined paper
the black ink
pooling
without a wrinkled lip
to bleed into
without the age of deception
and the knowledge of a skillful introduction
pink heat
in the days of the dying art
of casual sex
in the days
of reading
novels too many
into a short comic strip
to swat it off
in a dead fly trap
licking
sweat
dripping
nicotine splashed sheets
an itch scratched
in the depth of gravel pits
daylight is always coming forth
bringing more to the alter
of an imploding brain
alligator tracks
and the boiling moon
vomiting up
sewn sutures
a panic depth
of hot pavement
stitching in mimed faces
lined print
lined paper
the black ink
pooling
without a wrinkled lip
to bleed into
without the age of deception
and the knowledge of a skillful introduction
pink heat
in the days of the dying art
of casual sex
in the days
of reading
novels too many
into a short comic strip
to swat it off
in a dead fly trap
licking
sweat
dripping
nicotine splashed sheets
an itch scratched
in the depth of gravel pits
daylight is always coming forth
bringing more to the alter
of an imploding brain
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