lost in time
lost in space
lost it all
lost my face

shivering through the afternoon
blue cloak on
no place no place

a green daffodil
wavers in the choice
of stand taller
or fall beneath the choir’s voice
they are everywhere ,
here

crumpled in my hand
letters
a dead man to a
going through the motions girl
I can see the disappointment now
even when I shut myself out
from all the noise

love
the railroad track I flay myself on
I’m glad u smashed me into ur front train
I go
just go
and fall off again




who r we
beneath these daggers
feel the real
the real
that thing with which u cannot bargain

1259amsaturday
7/9/11