Friday, April 27, 2012

antelope

oh piece of plastic rubber i have held onto you for years, multiple revolutions of the sun and season.  Are you worth my protection? what is?  when there are stars so close to my atmosphere and multiple galaxies within my grasp, i dare to notice the furry fuzz on the back of my hand.  Just enough to keep me warm... just enough to feel the air.  All objects i protect are just the memories of someone i wish to keep.  many times without material thoughts are inconceivable. i live for the alternative, hope i can master thought through this distinguished time.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

ms. sing

have i become absent love?  am i the dull grey painted brick wall that i once ran into?  have i lost touch with the forestry i grew away from?

for i no longer feel such a passion for my surroundings while my hope for things to come is curled up stuck inside the town well.  i guess i must know why but only to fix the problem at hand.  for the short time cure is the long term problem.

Friday, April 20, 2012

trembulance cycle

as the wax statues start to rust, i need to leave the city im gonna take a bus,  though i know that im killing the dinosaurs, im not like them because they walk on all four,
legs.
when the paper planes soak up the mess, cardiovascular desire i feel within my chest, nausea spinning in the foreground of my distant past, the times that we realize dont happen so fast,
lee.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

rye eeds

i am the subject of suspicion.  my existence is somewhat of a test.  i am the flavor of guilt, with the scent of worry.  tonight i am low on the totem pole, some think i am stoned, when truly i have just finished a cry.  as usual my instinct is to hide, and divide perception into two truths.  i want to move faster, from a mental perspective.  i want to easily forget.  i want to fill in the blanks.  I need to dry my eyes, more left than right.

Monday, April 2, 2012

duckduck...

you hold the dead presidents in your hand, is it luck?
she plays the instruments in the band, is it luck?
i feel my toes toes between the sand, is it luck?

is it luck?

i still have vision when im asleep, is it luck?
that wolf was killed off by the sheep, is it luck?
you have to find the things you keep, is it luck?

is it luck?

we wont remember our first sight, is it luck?
throw the first punch and win the fight, is it luck?
he's heading directly towards the light, is it luck?

is it luck?

goose or a duck?

is it luck?