A greedy sickness
Irregular beat beat
Irregular
After so many sprinkles
Cupcakes
Lavatories
Pin pointing
Storming forth with clouds
Dispersed, and looking down
Wanting to appear whole
Calm
Dangerous
Only to be left feeling
Mortal
Tawdry
All in all, it's puppies and little boys
Playing with their pee-pees
Cockie doodie
Oblivious
Behind the curve
Stabled
Managed
And yet, you are not glowing
Red and gold
No Shiva
No Vishnu
Just weathered and skinny
Like a stretched out version of yourself
A lifeboat of yourself
A shelf, protrusion
Rind of yourself
Crystalized; fractals
Showing only the metallic pinks and greens
The oily 60's crushed between a microscope slide and a thin film
That film that keeps replaying
With insurance commercials
Late at night
Only 7.99 per unit
No matter how vegetarian or toxic or abused or deteriorated you are
I don't think I will ever know the story, much less the plot
An interest in science
An interest in things that tick
Things that throb
Things that jump when you touch them
And an interest in power
Invested in your own sacred harvest
Because no one else ever should
Show fragility
Candor
Promise
With daddy in the sky
And mommy somewhere hidden
There are only a few bones left
To crack
Dissolve
Retract
You have most likely figured out the world by now
But would never share it with me
Bloody wet
Deeply punctured
Flawed
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