I fear the exquisitely Victorian weakness
of emotion, running wild from an open
Faucet
She dances like Madison Avenue mannequins
Stiff from irregular swaying bodies,
and black faces with glowing eyes.
The General was an absorbed spectator -
Calling for strength in robbing corpses
Stolen vanities , hidden from the sapphire sky,
ignorant to pain, crash helplessly to the
Ocean floor
I held the pistol close to your head,
and you blinked; the spiders on the wall are c r a w l i n g ,
calling for me to shoot into a void
that I know will go unfulfilled.
I seize the day,
Clutch my silent heart in dismay
Follow the weary dawn to the ground,
Stifling, screaming , passionate sounds -
You know, whatever goes up
Does not have to come down.
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
I fear the exquisitely Victorian weakness
of emotion, running wild from an open
Faucet
She dances like Madison Avenue mannequins
Stiff from irregular swaying bodies,
and black faces with glowing eyes.
The General was an absorbed spectator -
Calling for strength in robbing corpses
Stolen vanities , hidden from the sapphire sky,
ignorant to pain, crash helplessly to the
Ocean floor
I held the pistol close to your head,
and you blinked; the spiders on the wall are c r a w l i n g ,
calling for me to shoot into a void
that I know will go unfulfilled.
I seize the day,
Clutch my silent heart in dismay
Follow the weary dawn to the ground,
Stifling, screaming , passionate sounds -
You know, whatever goes up
Does not have to come down.
