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985 · Apr 2011
yellow
Spearink Apr 2011
stalk the perimeters
hide from the sun
sit in the darkness-
see what he's begun?
someone is there
she walks round and round
she creeps unaware
that every night i watch
and i wait
to catch!
and replace!
now it is she who sits on the porch chair
and i creep around
in the dark
quiet air.
761 · Apr 2011
Pink Hate
Spearink Apr 2011
Bright! Offensive! Overwhelming Pink,
What is there about you?
Is there quality in you?
None is apparent.
Any can replicate.
Diluted and muted-
Color plus pain.
Polyester *******,
You meet full bodied blood
With searing White snow.
You synthetic mold
of alien skin,
You! Pink!
That stings my bare eyes,
Deepen to Red
And fold into Black.
622 · Apr 2011
the difference
Spearink Apr 2011
the difference between a black storm
and the blue-green eye
is the toxicity that feeds the blood.
sewage and rage,
or rage and milk.

the difference between a dagger
and a ****
is the edge and extension.
rushing blood for both.

the difference between a ****
and i love you
is the petal that falls away
and a fold that replaces.

the difference between sense
and an electrical signal
is a jump of proportion
gauged by the storm
or the eye.
569 · Apr 2011
i am my tv
Spearink Apr 2011
mosquito whines and jumping jagged lines,
copies of line jumps and spectrums of color,
spike and rebel or flatline and fall,
functional? operational?
****
522 · Apr 2011
wind shield
Spearink Apr 2011
webs   and      ghosts
    salt     and          nature's slough
                                  etched into glass
                   and           saturated air,
       morose, the man sits heavy
                            he     gasps      for breath
                                  chokes    on fast ice
                              retreats    to thick air
                           stares      in dim light
                        looks       for nothing
                    sees          ghosts and glass
       blindly,       he  wanders into the vacuum
                                 descends  into nothing.
                                                        ­   nothing must
                                                           n­othing.
                                                           dust.

— The End —