19 September 2012
LOOK AT SOMETHING
w/ my eyes wide on the floor
i am destroying something cells
caged birds w/ no voice or i
am empty
or wish to be
floating dirtboat
kiss mojave
taste someone elses wedding on my teeth
i don't know
how beautfiul a white walled room is
until you asked me to look away
from some wanderlawn
to boxed up green things
do yr feet hurt
have you been running barefoot w/ all children
i guess i could stare at yr changing face
the shrinking and puffing
of yr brain cage
you look so simple
i believe i could fit my mouth
around yr whole head
can you hear me so close
just breathing
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