"buzzzzz" poems
My brain is filled with static
I feel like I'm not here
I feel no pain
I feel no pleasure
How can I tell if I exist...
All I can hear is white noise
runningthroughmyhead
softsoftfuzzfuzz
All I can see is blurs of color
greenandwhitesandbrowns
ohmy
All I can smell is nonexistant
airrushesthroughholes
nothinghappens
All I can feel is without reaction
dryhandscoldteeth
don'tcaredon'tcare
All I can taste is tasteless
coatofliquidonmytongue
pleasantunpleasantneutral
Maybe this is what it's like to be. Or not be.
Jun 15, 2010
Jun 15, 2010 at 7:10 PM UTC
bodies buzzzzz
bliss smiles radiate from hearts
while the scent of sweat and drooling lips
caress the air around....
We lay,
hands and legs entangled
blood beats to the rest of our bodies now...
Panting subsides,
afternoon sunlight beckons us
from the windows,
while waves of indigo blue dragon ecstasy skip and zip around
our cinnamon and milky skins
like electric pleasure tides.
Here... we lay in the emerald river,
our bodies float,
we whisper sacred love words into
each other's mouths--
the foamy fig cream jazz lavender waters
tickle our bellies,
we giggle when it tickles our armpits...
Content glazed eyes flash pink
rose petals, the spirit flower grows in us,
and we sigh in wonderful unison,
hoping to spend at least eternity into each other.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
I told myself,
while we were in the subway
that i wasn't gonna have a beer
or grab a pack of cigarettes.
I had a beer up here
and it ran me 7 dollars.
I bought a pack of Marlboros
and that ran me another 13.
I spent twenty dollars
and didn't even get a good
buzzzzz.
New york is a good place to go sober.
Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 8:32 PM UTC
Apple seeds
Twirling between my teeth
I reach out
And dig my brittle nails into
Tender skin
You feel as thin as a ghost, I say
The flesh of the apple green
Stuck between my teeth
I don’t remember you hating me
I don’t remember you loving me
We live like a shadow
Grey elastic stretching to mold into
Crisp cool sheets on the bed
I cut my hair
Long locks floating
To the floor
I waved down at them as
They fell
Fall
Falling
Away
Hitting the honeycomb hexagon tile
Look the past is swimming around me
Buzzing past my ears
Bees resting in the honeycomb on the floor
*buzzzzz, buzzzz
buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
a constant reverberating hummmmmm
it's there...
but not there
an energetic sound
broad-cast
collectively a buzzzzz
with new downloads
to absorb
to disseminate
and to distribute mindfully.
blissfully yet painfully
I am attuned
Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 9:35 PM UTC