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Seagull on rotting planks, bouy bells ding to fog and driftwood. A culling fire exploits the docking shire. Filled with chlorine shards, legs caught in the clap-traps. Friar palms glisten, Rage responds with frisson. Clear view over water. Feel your arms relax and slip onto your back while the culling fire attacks. Bulbous deadening brain chimes As the eyes slide down to your omission crimes. Leave me alone in my despondent company. Don't push the matter further let communication fail to nurture. A warm breeze carries me like a floating portrait towards unreal scented meats. I'm here now, alone in the corner, The greatest intimacy with the static patterns on the carpeted flooring. The king of this corner is the odor of plank seating and flowery detergent in this lonely corridor fluorescent light-bulb poles and old grain floorboards. Now the returning shards of panic to uncelibate strangers drive me up, far, deep in my own ribcage to something wholly non-organic. Time to clock-in, time to check out.
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
The Church of Privacy
Seagull on rotting planks, bouy bells ding to fog and driftwood. A culling fire exploits the docking shire. Filled with chlorine shards, legs caught in the clap-traps. Friar palms glisten, Rage responds with frisson. Clear view over water. Feel your arms relax and slip onto your back while the culling fire attacks. Bulbous deadening brain chimes As the eyes slide down to your omission crimes. Leave me alone in my despondent company. Don't push the matter further let communication fail to nurture. A warm breeze carries me like a floating portrait towards unreal scented meats. I'm here now, alone in the corner, The greatest intimacy with the static patterns on the carpeted flooring. The king of this corner is the odor of plank seating and flowery detergent in this lonely corridor fluorescent light-bulb poles and old grain floorboards. Now the returning shards of panic to uncelibate strangers drive me up, far, deep in my own ribcage to something wholly non-organic. Time to clock-in, time to check out.
nathan-burgess
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
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