Problems are amusing, like a spotlight on a noose knot in the middle of a stage, audience empty. Acoustics amplify swayed silence - a bad punchline to a bad joke. Expect me to hide, cleanse impurity, fill the impenetrable darkness with light; the darkness - a voluminous pitch which steals your light, … Continue reading Repressed Light and Unforgiving Dark
blood smells of iron and tastes of metal and the universe is us.
I wholeheartedly half-love you with a passionate soul that imbibed too much of your drunken spirit. And here I am, folded up like a beach chair, watching the crashing of seawater and sand -- coming together but never quite mixing.
spiked skis and bob sleds discern sound and friction as husks of winter snow.
collective scorn seized the ire of the crowd, and left was little light.
no one goes to the museum because it is too realistic
As I stand, scatter brained by people who make me sadder, tantrums, tantamount to a kick from Patton's boot, engender though me, an accordion of connecting thoughts, sweltering: According to the Census, the oranges originated from islands like Kansas and Synecdoche, where the osprey's offspring were bad at crochet - … Continue reading Holding My Hands Out (And Receiving Nothing)