father arrives carrying lovelessly
the weight of his own shadow
across the furniture.
throws his socks missing
the mouth of the laundry bin.
exhaust of television static
as his mouth opens agape
receiving the dizzy fizz of
turning channels
like spindrift through the windows
moist, wizened on his resigned couch
he falls asleep like a pin
dropped into the heart of the ocean—
life, what have you done?
mother lacquers her fingernails
as the dog wags his tail furiously
the mirrors ache as dead moments
grow roots in the viscera,
as shadows curb themselves
perfecting their disappearances,
the madhouse women
rehearsing their discomfitures
time swiftly passed
through the very past of things
that we have forgotten,
late to unsay the day struck by wind
and too uneventful to even plead
for undivided rest.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
An auspicious feeling sounded the bells
See you, calm and deadly towards the new
I can feel the vibration from my hell
Do you have a name, dear? Where is your crew?
Lonely sailor, you know theese islands well
My tears are already smothering me
Never heard the old tunes. I’m on a shell.
If this dark room is my fate, agony.
Today I saw the ship ropes being slit
Wait, where are you going? Don’t you see Jack?
As I approach you in despair, I quit
Bang Bang, you shot me in the neck
Who would have thought this miserable end?!
A filthy pirate for which my heart stands
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
I am here to undress the pain
She’s a great dancer
I just ought to know the steps
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
Old stranger
I wish I met you once more
For you are not forgotten
Neither less loved
Hello stranger
I met you long ago
In a groovy bar
Back in 1984
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC