Monday, January 27, 2014

Finding yes




Romantic seizures of solitude
Chewing the wood out of the walls
To unearth a deep new scar
Straining to explode the everything
Enhance and enthrall in everything
Disembowel and butcher the everything
Into an audacious curiosity
Licking the shards of the broken glass
To expose a new strength
Steaming notions of power
Unheralded scandalous power
Lurking engulfing penetrating power
Or at least the opportunity
To gnaw it all out

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Nepotism and Mistakes

Who was that who invented defiance
With puke behind the couch
The stickiness is sobering
Sickening familiarity
I was trialled with normality
Yet battled through
Cancerous cancerous cancerous
Glistening in the dawn alien attack
I need to crave this craziness
In all it's naughty failed optimism
Sublime in my ineptitude
This attitude all mine right now
Nepotism and mistakes
All the things I'm addicted to
Finally finally finally
I'll put on the dress
And battle through
With a mission nestled in my lap
Sooth Sooth Sooth
My scolded blurry type
I will open up the tender hate
I will take another bite

Monday, January 13, 2014

Later

Ups and downs
Easily enthused
Easily crushed
Unappeasable and unpleasable? (Wait, unpleasable isn't a word?)
But. Yet? Easily amused

Alright the idea is there,
But make it more poetic,
One to write later

Sunday, January 12, 2014

A disgraced inspiration

Beginning a trend of escape
Over-sharing my shame
An audacious conundrum
I'll probably never say
The word I most long to hear
Stuck in the throat of a fake
A horrible flickering fucking light
Illuminating my mistakes

Saturday, January 11, 2014

An easy way out

Flying against dream apocalypse
As usual
A fight at every door opening
Smiling with a crooked mouth
Slouching at the sunrise
I can do this
I can do this
But why must
This
Always be changing
Moving
Hiding
Running
The beautiful imperfections
Ironed out
Factories of people
Existing to eradicate
The unique wonderful fringes
The unhinging
Of perpetual motion
The crawl of an injured ant
The fear
Of the eggshells
Which have blackened
My sweet heart
I want to do it all
I must do it all
I can't do it all
I'm in a pit
Where do I start spitting
To drown my way out