Tuesday, February 23, 2010

maniacally methodical

i fell from eloquence
like lucifer from favor.
i rejected words like
her body rejected her liver.

..what (one[the boy] who lives)

i now know
[do i? (do i know anything?)]
deep within my frame
beneath these folds of flesh
resting in my heart of hearts
is a magnet of sorts
(i cannot explain)

the glory of it all
(compels) i know not
words to speak(er)
speaker, speaker, little speaker
tell me stories, give me (sneakers)
no
but then again, why must i wait for
your softness to locate
a magnet hidden deep.
a riddle rhymed a riddle reap
perhaps our rendezvous was
meaningless (i hope not)
perhaps we are children (we are)
i offer commentary to the deaf ears
the deaf ears offer their listening ears
no. their silent ears.
the void, the gap, the gasp of silence.
the silence that enveloped--no. (it did not)
we overtook the silence in a million
soundless words.
i found a funny secret i locked inside my shoe
[what?] was meant by the words
that labeled the sane?
i stepped on all your secrets--
they're hidden in my shoe.
finding painted ponies offered none
at all--no solace for the sunburn
no aloe for the scar. what was mine
is never surely ours.
metal metal creeping metal
finds (its way) a way to replace our
very bones. our bones of marrow and flesh..?
our bones that brittlebreak
and cannot withstand the turn of time
whistle whistle whilst wandering
wonder woods would wear no.
i reject your bag of words.
they fall on me like acid.
acid touch, they fall on me.
i reject the words we poured in our vain
attempts to fill the unfillable silence.
too much to say to use your words.
too much.
our vain attempts to rival the rain.
smaller hands, never have i seen.
a murky master was followed today and yesterday.
i know now of what sort your question marks.
yet i see what i see, what i say i saw, i saw.
quote the unquotable tabletimeturningwhatnonsense.
ignore ignore for better or worse
ignore the cure
ignore the curse.

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