It came quickly, roots
broke through marbled concrete
And vines draped off
balconies of skyscrapers
Floor to ceiling windows
disappeared behind ivy
Some beasts melted into shadows
around the corner as their
barks were adopted
by the wind and pushed
in strollers by the howl
and the cold bite
In the air, you could hear
unattended car alarms
And neon signs flickering
on and off as they hum like
a deathbed, EKG flat-line
Hanged stoplights
swayed back and forth
off streetlight arms
bent like telekinetic spoons
spinning like criminals
left on olive trees to die
And the drab color seemed
strangely magnetic and
right
I can swallow a pretty big storm
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 1:11 PM UTC
It came quickly, roots
broke through marbled concrete
And vines draped off
balconies of skyscrapers
Floor to ceiling windows
disappeared behind ivy
Some beasts melted into shadows
around the corner as their
barks were adopted
by the wind and pushed
in strollers by the howl
and the cold bite
In the air, you could hear
unattended car alarms
And neon signs flickering
on and off as they hum like
a deathbed, EKG flat-line
Hanged stoplights
swayed back and forth
off streetlight arms
bent like telekinetic spoons
spinning like criminals
left on olive trees to die
And the drab color seemed
strangely magnetic and
right
I can swallow a pretty big storm
How much can you expect anyone to understand apocalyptic depression?
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