Monday, November 30, 2009

Things box and water is irreversible
He went to get up
He turns his faces into wall
Things try like something said
Blossoms expect it and fall


A few crows boil then glow
Fuck if I know
Shy sex
Cures my hangover
The voice terrifies to exhale repeated


Encircle me like a thing alive
Behold the twin-faces of an all-destroying time
Return from whence you came and
See how long you can survive
A steady flow of honeys inspires fanatics worldwide
The sound of frogs is the pond
Ruin everything you are

1 comment:

s. said...

I really like some of your collages and screen shots, and its interesting how you combine them with the poems, I'll be watching you.