Wednesday, May 12, 2010


blinded. lite a cigarette and inhale the poison.
silent. stalk the world around me searching for reason.
cautious. the lime light from my laptop makes a hole in the darkness.
crowded. rooms tight, starts to choke.
closed. uneventful life, markings of past fates.
closed eyes breach through for light.
twisted words seep through.
hands move, grope.
lips word, kiss.
body shakes, immortality.
shadows move across the wall following my footsteps.
shuffle on the carpet and fabric rips.
echos in the house from the suburban life.
the lie and the picture.
everything we know and everything we hope we didn't.

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