Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Formulas

close the door
speak the noise
surround yourself
with pretty boys

Sleep a walk
take a fall
forgetting makes
you feel so small

lie to me.Tell me your truth.your version.your meaningless twisted words spiraling toward an eventual collapse. I have no me. I have no I. I have no he,she,him,her,it,thing or self.This body is nothing but bone and flesh. I won't ask for help because it hurts the questioner. I cannot live and I will not die by choice. i don't want to hurt people through any means. What shall this body do?

Friday, December 5, 2008

Love through the Fax Machine

the cats gone and the cradle is empty.
all thats left is the nothing you seek
Happiness, what a mythical notion,
an improbable legend that sets stomachs to motion
Sickness, oh infiltrate this body just once,
twice three times the devil in store for
Me, laugh if you will. You must. For it fills the vast vaccuum wich groans for wanton legacies to unfold.
blanket me with sweet parting words,
choke me with cliched verses,
overflow this raging river
Till ocean finds
your Elisium