January 2011
3 posts
Come on young breathern, lets walk to the park
Past traumatic turbulences, intensely scared bark
We’re waging a war here
Hearts and minds passe in this feat of fear
Eucalypti yelping
Pines perturbing
Even the willows are worrying
Scurry past the squirells
the sky
the skycrapers
What I see
A sight of utter depravity
A cell phone in hand
child next to man
man scanning...
I am no one
I am lonesome.
Religiously devoted to apathy
A strict adherence to the pharmacy
Discovering dandelions
Cherishing Chicano chums
Giving humanity to bums
These are my drugs
The delights of desperation are just a little too much somedays
I’m well aware staring into those dark eyes are my demise
Just hasten the heist of heterosexuality this time
For me.
For you.
For...
