06 February 2012

water displacement 40th attempt

eyes are seeing
pocket skull deep into the orange pulp of sun cakes
or this mind of mine is a winding clock
is an anchor
heavy as a heavy rock
the size of anything
and then
a sinking ship sits
like an ass at the bottom of the most water
i have ever
swam in
i am swimming
like a happy dog
fur as heavy as bones
as much weight as a solid gold dog
or a melted gold dog
i cannot be funny every second of the day
i cannot figure out
the world
do you know if you are told something is true
it is true until you google it
or do it
or do it again
like a damn genius
like a magician making magic happen
its all magic smoke and magic mirrors
i have no idea
how a television works
i am thinking
if i shake as fast as possible
i might cook from the inside
but i am just sitting here at the bottom
of nothing
shaking like an idiot because its so cold
i guess
in february
i miss you or something
i wonder if there are any good movies to see

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