gorgeous.

crickets sounds through the
walls and the bathroom fan hums and
let my two sneakers point inward for a little while longer.

there's nowhere to scream in this city.

it's always
two steps forward two steps sideways heard a rooster today
on Dikeman street.
an old man with a limp says "the good. the bad. and the ugly. when
you look at me you get all three" and then he chuckles and guffaws
while we inch away

amazing it's amazing
heard a rooster today and then
heard another rooster answer.

she wants to scream "I don't know how to be good to myself. What am I without
my bad intentions?" he looks at her she looks at you but you're looking back at me.
I want you to admire me, I just don't want you to touch me.

I used to think that sex was power, but now i think

no sex is power. let me hold onto all this myself.

sidewalk banana rots, we wondered if we could simulate slipping.
immortal jellyfish is real, now we want to know how to destroy it.
car bomb could have detonated but didn't.
I could have exploded.
floods in nashville, but you kept
dancing. i-magine you swiveling your hips on an explorer
with the rain gushing and the floods swelling all around.

05/03/2010

Posted on 05/04/2010
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