Slide below surface
Open up
Tricklespill winding through passage
Reflecting constellations
Exahaling parachutes in reverse
Climb down the weeds
Moonlight further away
Roll over
Roll back
Comes back higher pitched
Slide across bottom
Picking up speed
Trail bubbles
Clouds of floating dust
Friday, June 22, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
I Cry Artificial Tears
And I don't mean this in a metaphorical sense
I'm talking hydroxypropylmethylcellulose
0.3%
It's not as though I can't cry
Just costs me $15 a week
I'll pay this to delay the inevitable deterioration of my vision
'The fuck is Dextran 70?
Less chemically similar to the name brand
Ah, well.
It's cooling.
You'll appreciate every last little thing you see
Or I do, at least
I'm talking hydroxypropylmethylcellulose
0.3%
It's not as though I can't cry
Just costs me $15 a week
I'll pay this to delay the inevitable deterioration of my vision
'The fuck is Dextran 70?
Less chemically similar to the name brand
Ah, well.
It's cooling.
You'll appreciate every last little thing you see
Or I do, at least
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Crawl
I've been viewing things at a late night slant
Evening
Even in the afternoon
We're separate, you and I.
As I try to comprehend the eyebrow arches
Please, please don't detract from this release
I'll tuck you in
When strangers go to bed not realizing
What they've done
These sweet hesitations
Red faced males all up on their adversaries
Contained explosions
On the whirling eve of their involuntary decision
Let me write
Look
Sea
See people walking around asleep
We'll crack whips
And spin
Appearing not to read facial expressions
From two tables over
Or three
Depletion of electronic emperor's clothes
Restraint
And if you're unaware of the need for restraint
Eating anything in the cold
I record and filter these experiences
Opus deletion
The lurkers read
There's this, also
Gathering clouds
Thunderflashes
Pouring summer cold
Whether rapport
Okay, weather report
Incomprehensible rolling cartilidge
Trembling choirs
I keep up on this
As you roll over in bed
Writing with my eyes closed
Evening
Even in the afternoon
We're separate, you and I.
As I try to comprehend the eyebrow arches
Please, please don't detract from this release
I'll tuck you in
When strangers go to bed not realizing
What they've done
These sweet hesitations
Red faced males all up on their adversaries
Contained explosions
On the whirling eve of their involuntary decision
Let me write
Look
Sea
See people walking around asleep
We'll crack whips
And spin
Appearing not to read facial expressions
From two tables over
Or three
Depletion of electronic emperor's clothes
Restraint
And if you're unaware of the need for restraint
Eating anything in the cold
I record and filter these experiences
Opus deletion
The lurkers read
There's this, also
Gathering clouds
Thunderflashes
Pouring summer cold
Whether rapport
Okay, weather report
Incomprehensible rolling cartilidge
Trembling choirs
I keep up on this
As you roll over in bed
Writing with my eyes closed
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