why it seems vapid to
be widely read
i don't know why i made
that connection
oh my saccharine black
america i can never
be yours i must
die young i can't
imagine outlasting this one
immeasurable moment
would this small poem
mean more if i quoted
baudelaire i understand
the deep envy of sickness
24 hour sports networks
and the junkie sweetness
of suspended living but
i have always had a romance
with crowded marketplaces
and urban churchyards
i've yet to define an ideal
but how women lust for uncertainty
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
the problem with points
is that you can see them
miles away
and watching you stumble
like a clumsy child
to get there
makes me sick
why don't you just
set a balsa wood
merengue puppy dog
afire in the sierra nevadas
and they'd love you
because they couldn't
understand your goals
you always win
when no one else
knows how to play
but everyone wants to
is that you can see them
miles away
and watching you stumble
like a clumsy child
to get there
makes me sick
why don't you just
set a balsa wood
merengue puppy dog
afire in the sierra nevadas
and they'd love you
because they couldn't
understand your goals
you always win
when no one else
knows how to play
but everyone wants to
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
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