Miss Alex

Ahhh...

I guess on occasion, you are let in and in the next,
you are kicked out.

Why, one asks.
Maybe because taking away something
will make one want it?

Or maybe taking away something
is a way that one person
can convince them-self
that those who can not have it..
..want it.

But..

It has been said, if a man can not choose,
he ceases to be a man. What good is good
without the element of choice?

Yes or no?

Highlights

Unprecedented unknown,
Colored inside the lines
like a stoic Kindergartner.

Flap, I swing and miss,
my untamed hand slamming
into the unseen world.

Taps on keys, bleary decision making,
Real reoccurence, real failure.

splash!

Smudged slum of night, and results..
so infinite.

snap, the breaking of bone,
crackling enamel,
clean the scum of the city,
wipe the scum of the city,
push the dust to the corner
and gentrify, plunder the walls,
scrub them down and sell them
back to "the" outsiders.

(we) Left the sheep (us) to graze (sleep) in warehouses and
hard drives (where are you)...

glutonous lions

those which bare their teeth lust to rip each thing
limb to limb.

whored one partner to another?
or are the seasons as much a myth
as the words you have written.

at star light

at times, dark, ripples,
a mad ringing drawing a line
in the empty atmosphere,
sheer difference, it is, between
silence and a traffic jam.

odd and indifferent are these sounds
which break a perfect thought amongst many,
the peripheral becomes so much so that
all that remains is perpetual.

things that were slow become a blur,
so much alike are all the senses in the dark,
a ringing is as deafening as the light at the
end of the tunnel.

untitled K and d

feeling the hate from the guy
sitting in the car next to mine
just listening to some music
nevermind him i'm killing time
who cares if he's wearing the badge of authority
it's criminal

and I say..what?

maybe I toast to him as he spins
the next track out the back, another
light-spinning blue-red blue-red.

spin your head.