Saturday, June 12, 2010


thats foolish.

the finality

yes, thats.. interesting.

the condescension

burn down my thoughts
ravish my hopes
crush every word I say
and beat my beliefs black and blue

frog-like crocodile tears
and croak apologies
and realize
only once the truth
slipped out through your yellowing teeth

stagger and shriek
and pour with abandon
and wave the bottle around
share the goodness with the world
slosh it everywhere
on everything you see

the hiss of a match taking light
the air around you gasps
as something huge leaps ablaze

and then stay
and watch
and wait for what emerges
stay and wait for
the people and the places
the moons and the tides
ash like
from beautiful
burnt down clouds.

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