Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Arcs between us

Do you remember
when your square jaw
was In juxtaposition
to mine?
-- When homicide was never a crime
that jesus would commit?
And as he passed through
from hope to sky
I spark the match
and inhale the day
I swore I forgot.

I speak in hallucinations
You speak through the haze.
And since I slept-walked
through your brain
I feel the loss of control
taking over.

The sun permeates
through my scalp
and I hope you come and visit
my poor brain.
I hope you decide to walk
and sleep
together
through my clouded head.

And when you want to leave
slide down my disorganized spine.
Trace the lines of where forever was charted.
I know its just another lie,
told to entertain our thoughts
Till the snow comes again next winter.

She says everyone dies for a reason.
She says we've all
gotta experience the blues.
Remind me again
why we are
only human?

Why do we have to sober up
when the party is finished?
Why do we have to slow down at the stop sign?
What happens
when our nerve endings in our fingertips
cant find its way to the brain fast enough,
And the world flips
and all thats left is goodyear
adrift.

Why were we meant to flinch?--
When the greatest harm
is a flag at half staff.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Chicka chicka rough draft

i know the grammar isnt too good
but other suggestions?

I have my mothers spine
stack the blocks up
insert head on top
The notches indicating
how far ive come-
instead of creating a lie to attach to it
Allowing the mistakes
to crawl inbetween the spaces
and let them nest there
dormant
but remember their existence