wade through the macaroni salad
and piece of glass on the tile floor.
You keep repeating, "this is all my fault."
With all of my strength, I am hollering. You
can't hear me, nothing new.
The echo of your footsteps make me fetal.
23.5.09
12.5.09
where'd we come from anyway?
Drunk, I kissed the moon
where it stretched on the floor.
I'd removed happiness from a green bottle,
both sipped and gulped
just as a river changes it's mind,
mostly there was a flood in my mouth.
because I wanted to love the toaster
as soon as possible, and the toothbrush
with multi-level bristles
created by dental science, and the walls
holding pictures in front of their faces
to veil the boredom of living.
where it stretched on the floor.
I'd removed happiness from a green bottle,
both sipped and gulped
just as a river changes it's mind,
mostly there was a flood in my mouth.
because I wanted to love the toaster
as soon as possible, and the toothbrush
with multi-level bristles
created by dental science, and the walls
holding pictures in front of their faces
to veil the boredom of living.
4.5.09
I am sick of loving you.
Excuse me.
Stirring the grounds in my coffee.
Nothing dissolves and we always have a parking space.
A blue-collar nightmare.
Because I see my life in street signs.
A plane mistaken for a star.
Tree limbs dangle like fingers
And this street leads me to home.
Maybe I should go now.
Walk away in delirium like once before.
It takes none of your effort.
This feeling eruption.
It's only things that you should want to do.
These are the "square one's."
Don't feel dried up.
I want to expand and then explode.
You're my favorite thing by far.
There is a tornado inside of my body. It's sending shards through my veins and striking my nerves. I am having a hard time not looking back.
Stirring the grounds in my coffee.
Nothing dissolves and we always have a parking space.
A blue-collar nightmare.
Because I see my life in street signs.
A plane mistaken for a star.
Tree limbs dangle like fingers
And this street leads me to home.
Maybe I should go now.
Walk away in delirium like once before.
It takes none of your effort.
This feeling eruption.
It's only things that you should want to do.
These are the "square one's."
Don't feel dried up.
I want to expand and then explode.
You're my favorite thing by far.
There is a tornado inside of my body. It's sending shards through my veins and striking my nerves. I am having a hard time not looking back.
3.5.09
newwen
I've been this way for almost all my life.
Wasn't born here, mom and me moved here when I was five.
These Kansas City boys, as dull as butter knives.
I've had this little car since I was 17.
The tape is busted, got a boombox in my backseat.
Blasting Misfits all up and down these streets.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
The Collins kids and KC all leave in the fall.
They don't have time for letters or long distance calls.
Well, friends who leave and friends dead to me.
Mom's been sick now for a long time.
She said she hopes I'll want a family after she has died.
She says the less you feel like a child, the more you want a child.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
Wasn't born here, mom and me moved here when I was five.
These Kansas City boys, as dull as butter knives.
I've had this little car since I was 17.
The tape is busted, got a boombox in my backseat.
Blasting Misfits all up and down these streets.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
The Collins kids and KC all leave in the fall.
They don't have time for letters or long distance calls.
Well, friends who leave and friends dead to me.
Mom's been sick now for a long time.
She said she hopes I'll want a family after she has died.
She says the less you feel like a child, the more you want a child.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
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