Sunday, August 16, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
The post-it notes uncurled over time.
The remnants adhered to the
insides of dead yellow
soldiers
on the great beige, low pile, battlefield.
Everything I own is
now covered
in a fine layer
of psychedelic neon
snowfall.
Oranges, blues, pinks,
off-whites.
prescriptions, quick fixes.
Band aids over bullet holes.
Hold that mirror up to your face
a little longer,
maybe you'll notice
your reflection,
and gain a new perspective,
trying to read between the lines.
The remnants adhered to the
insides of dead yellow
soldiers
on the great beige, low pile, battlefield.
Everything I own is
now covered
in a fine layer
of psychedelic neon
snowfall.
Oranges, blues, pinks,
off-whites.
prescriptions, quick fixes.
Band aids over bullet holes.
Hold that mirror up to your face
a little longer,
maybe you'll notice
your reflection,
and gain a new perspective,
trying to read between the lines.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Well I guess it's about time to get started.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Lead Paint Popsicles
I'm gonna bang my head
around til my teeth hurt.
Its going to get real manic soon.
All my fingers twisting.
And the chemicals in my
brain firing off like
bootleg bottlerockets.
around til my teeth hurt.
Its going to get real manic soon.
All my fingers twisting.
And the chemicals in my
brain firing off like
bootleg bottlerockets.
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