Monday, November 23, 2009

Subway text memo

Your irreverent nature comes with a cost.
Amount, dollar and euro signs I can't be sure.
Two twins with different color leather shoes hustlin', bustlin' and tappin' their toes, 
One L and four feet make for a nice violin arrangement,
15 puttin' these words to memos and plastic
'I want you so badly' repeating in my head twist it around and I'm still in your bed,
silly mattress feathers tangled up in turquoise sweatpants and gallons of water leftover from Halloween. 
You're the only one drinking. That water, gulping for a metaphor, hydration for the wordless soul.  When the gallon is empty you'll have company and offer nothing, though no missing charm, you just drank it all.  You followed their direction! 
Thus, your self-offering is nothing but red lace and silence.  

Later, on a different day, same mindset:

Word vomit into, on, around and deep tissue extra pressure for age co-existing responsibility bla means an extra name, tag and smile attached to your flimsy hip. Sugarcoat that shit with the thinnest lines you can find.
 

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