Thursday, October 22, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
his words allow me to linger on his lips until they drop into the sea he made up of lies.
how do you sleep at night?
self assured you deserve a trophy girlfriend to compliment your alluring jaw-line?
self assured your manipulative desires of seduction are the epitome of the female race's dream?
self assured that your looks will never cease to countermand the fact that your words are of no substance?
self assured.
self assured.
you're
not
fooling
anyone
but.
your.
self.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
supply
and yet i stir, trying to deter my thoughts and plots on disarming alarming substances
that are attempting to shut my mouth,
right before
i
inhale.
without oxygen i have no means of producing sound;
the vibrations created by the tension of air passing
cannot
take
place.
you.
are.
my.
life.
supply.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
chicago
the windy city took our flame and extinguished all of what remained. i hear the winters there are harsh, but it can't compare to the ice on our hearts. beneath the stars of downs and sheets my eyes drip dry, then close, then sleep. but then the warmth of sun breaks through, and i wake up still dreaming i'm wrapped up in you.
female
we realize that we will never be the prettiest in the room, that fairy tales are rarely true, that life is fleeting past us soon. our painted faces only save us from ourselves another night, when evening embers justify what day declares a ghastly sight.
foreign creatures pine for something fitting a disfigured mold. plastic dreamlike centerfolds. we're only doing what we're told. we pick and pluck and tweek and fix the greatest most unique of parts, until improvement shows its start, we're slowly crumbling our own hearts.
what led us here? can we retrace? or are we doomed a dying race?