this drowning is drastic but i have sights set
the costume party is fourteen days away
in two weeks i’ll be
for the first and only time
something i’ve never been before a dream away from
needing the pieces to this
form of transportation.

take me where i need to be when i am me
the circumference of the space between us
is never big enough
to be

timed out
logged off goodbye
break off of the iv i’ve named Inconvenience
do i actually need any of this medicine
you will have to tell me
i’ve lost my voice or have i have no idea
original thoughts i'd say or speak
i can’t hear me think i want to walk
without you.

the pressure from the thin air and mountains
is taking a toll taking hikes
you are taking my breath away with the question
do crutches have a place in the bedroom
is there a corner dark enough to keep you? fan,
can anyone stomach the spinning
the decision making i wear i swear is heavy like sequins
i can feel myself
barely, just barely
shining.


the brilliance, the intelligent grades and scores
you bring to the table i have cleared
the table
if glowing is as important as everyone says i’m sleeping
with the lights on.

this atrophy is getting old
the muscles tired of all the unconscious things
i do to them.
whose job is it to pick up the best pieces of me
it’s a long way down down still you lie
light, floating wingless marching at
tap on my window the old message
in morse code
you be the ball, i will be the chain

wait

mom used to say don’t worry about monsters
i never thought she was talking about
real people. i wish nightmares would never share
themselves in looking back
checking under the bed carefully in rearview
your steady drip puddles floors not
my veins

the party awaits closer cleaner now
i will be the one thing i have never been
in the driver’s seat barefoot brilliant
car red and shining don’t count the
hours i’ve got my own clock now

12/12/2006

Author's Note: collab w SK. please direct your votes and comments to his page: http://pathetic.org/poem.php?page=library.php&i_memberid=5939&i_poemid=1165978740&i_folderid=1116780919&mode=

Posted on 12/13/2006
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