dot

August 28th, 2007 at 06:55:04 AM

where
is
heaven?

and why is it the last place we go?

the moment
when our
molecules bond
and
we will be there
together; brother
friend
you are
everything
that i am not

the act of disappearing.
laying down
and melting
into a couch
spontaneous human
reluctance
to watch the light bend
any more foundations

white just like light
high just like kite
fly i must right?
touch the heights

we are different moments
tied up at the same time
bouncing like atoms
holding us to the ground

i am
heavy.

gravity
is not.

pressure cooker

August 27th, 2007 at 07:02:57 PM

your big steel muscles are
shaking the foundation of
everything we've worked for
everything we fucking love

putting a cum stain on
the center of the universe
everything has to be yours
existence cannot be rehearsed

put it down
put me down
put us down
we are down
we are down
in a pressure cooker

scraping enamel off the sky
with your metal bed frames
sleeping inside a monument
in the night by your bright flames

i hear your stomachs growling
the thirst growing in your throat
hang her mouth wide open
and wash the semen down her throat

put it down
put me down
put us down
we are down
god is down
in a pressure cooker

dear figment,

August 26th, 2007 at 01:20:51 AM

can't you see why
the fire must die?

the crackle grows quiet
the cold becomes violent
the hope you hold high went
all through your mind

i want you to find
someone to hide with
not to confide in
but talk you through silence

why do you keep
ahold of this leach?

always hesitant to speak
just out of reach
so you feel you must scream
all with your keys

you feel so very weak
so you accept that your meek
and spend all your weeks
talking to sheep.