Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Solo

Solo,

Solution,

Soluble,

Can't seem to get my footing

There is no traction in my stance

Callused are the soles of my feet

Stuck in limbo once again

The in between, the uncertain, the independence

I march to no drum and have no motive to march

Tug my sleeve and remind me to breathe

and i will try not to choke on the debris

Monday, November 10, 2008

Swing

Back

and

Forth

i'm tossed like a ragdoll with no remorse

i feel vapid and dull

the blades too weak to make a mark

however persistent i feel no one

i feel misunderstood

understand me



throw me to the to the sea for judgment

and let the waves punish my skin

the way i feel

for the nothingness i've done

for the everything i give

for the emptiness i am returned

there is no point in keeping my head above water

its already consumed me



i feel deceived and these words reach no ears

and make no meaning to anyone

and bring nothing

but more

and more

shit

Sunday, November 9, 2008

adhesive medical strip

full red

like a communist i stared into the band-aid soaked with blood

a deep crimson crawled down my hand

the broken glass, now in the wastebasket.

a result of cheap product

i was a victim of dish washing

apply second medical strip

never sticks to the palm.

Water, Soap, Sponge, Glass, Blood,

Adhesive Medical Strip...