Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Portrait Stream of Consciousness 2006

I just sucked so much
helium that I think my brains turned dry
it's cracking into powder and
coating fish for fry
Smoothing down the creases and cracking at the seams
But I know too much to have known what it's like to dream
my words are just a scream
my eyes are just a beam
They reach out into darkness hoping to find something
that is what it seems

My hands are just claws
my tEEth always Gnaw
My heart is looking frantically
for something to clench in its jaws