ancient boundaries quiver
close to your chest
no one knows this heat
this silent heat
you are always there brimming
are we all each other
kiss repeat
stuck in an unknown century flogging
this again
everyones a possibility
give me all the strangers
fathom what i'm doing right now
strewn
honey laced double edged swords
charlie
Monday, March 17, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
i used to know the light behind your eyes
a monumental centrepiece
looms inbetween solem hazel eyes
precious she whispered,
he was deaf to her now.
under the norwegian maples
afflicted with her conscience,
drowning in manilla folders
hypnotic and elaborate callings
discoveries and expedtions
stalling
looms inbetween solem hazel eyes
precious she whispered,
he was deaf to her now.
under the norwegian maples
afflicted with her conscience,
drowning in manilla folders
hypnotic and elaborate callings
discoveries and expedtions
stalling
It had to be new my chest was full
A soft eyed boy stares at me with such grotesque grandure
acceptance,
there is still nothingness
Centuries of boys wrapped up in him,
the stare of so many forgotten, regurgitated.
I see us as wolves running over the forest floor,
your letter falls from the wall abruptly.
Your face like milk flowing into mine,
glitter is the it, Dean Moriarity's it, my it,
the thick paste that invisibly covers the sensous tremors and murmurs
the paste suffocates
Mist mixes with the glitter,
beating the romance from your boyish face
winter on campus, winter forever,
following,
the ice age forever,
following throbbing dismembered wolves
on a tacky lino floor
in between sips the fake blood burns,
swallows more than he knows
acceptance,
there is still nothingness
Centuries of boys wrapped up in him,
the stare of so many forgotten, regurgitated.
I see us as wolves running over the forest floor,
your letter falls from the wall abruptly.
Your face like milk flowing into mine,
glitter is the it, Dean Moriarity's it, my it,
the thick paste that invisibly covers the sensous tremors and murmurs
the paste suffocates
Mist mixes with the glitter,
beating the romance from your boyish face
winter on campus, winter forever,
following,
the ice age forever,
following throbbing dismembered wolves
on a tacky lino floor
in between sips the fake blood burns,
swallows more than he knows
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