long winding roads in nebraska
long winding roads are scenic and worth the effort
Thursday, January 03, 2013
Wednesday, January 02, 2013
Fire to Burn
Oh, music
I longed to forget the pleasure of bones in motion
I make-believe that my heart explodes imagination
Nightly, a technicolor panoply haunts my mind's eye; an avid explorer, I chart maps.
2 January
Tuesday, January 01, 2013
Cocaine Fistfight
After you dropped me off tonight
I can inside and brushed my teeth
to you. this is hopefully normal
but me right now, I want an award
then, I put on my pajammies
and hung my jacket on a hanger,
noticing that its neighbors collars were facing the wrong direction (opening left)
and knew, just knew, that while I've been away someone wore my tweed sport coat
Collars don't lie
But I used your eyeliner
That's why god made sisters
that and for that one night we decided to cocaine fistfight
I digress. Pants and panties (I notice the moist cotton and remember our kiss) come off; pedophile pajamas, pulled on.
That's not supposed to mean I kiss my sisters, only that my add ocd brain links shit and I kinda stopped apologizing for transvergent peripheries even if that word doesn't exist
I want to love you even though I don't know you
I couldn't care less but I still hear you
and I don't give a damn
let's just be clear
but always the angles of the asymptote glean near
and it is all I can do but stand
human
against all odds
against all gods
for that chinks in the shell which allow shadows
without the moon we have no stars by which to navigate
I sniffed my panties
and brushed my teeth
01.01.13
I can inside and brushed my teeth
to you. this is hopefully normal
but me right now, I want an award
then, I put on my pajammies
and hung my jacket on a hanger,
noticing that its neighbors collars were facing the wrong direction (opening left)
and knew, just knew, that while I've been away someone wore my tweed sport coat
Collars don't lie
But I used your eyeliner
That's why god made sisters
that and for that one night we decided to cocaine fistfight
I digress. Pants and panties (I notice the moist cotton and remember our kiss) come off; pedophile pajamas, pulled on.
That's not supposed to mean I kiss my sisters, only that my add ocd brain links shit and I kinda stopped apologizing for transvergent peripheries even if that word doesn't exist
I want to love you even though I don't know you
I couldn't care less but I still hear you
and I don't give a damn
let's just be clear
but always the angles of the asymptote glean near
and it is all I can do but stand
human
against all odds
against all gods
for that chinks in the shell which allow shadows
without the moon we have no stars by which to navigate
I sniffed my panties
and brushed my teeth
01.01.13
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