three cans of painted revelry
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
#1: two coats, rage red
honesty
gets you
everywhere
you don't want to be
in the real world
and
nowhere
in the world
of the
plastic
breaklight
sunset
which is why
you spend your time
running in place

#2:olive green despair
dark telephonic abyss
taught me everything
about nothing
i get what's coming to me
because i choose to poke
a sleeping nostalgia

#3:fill my eye sockets with beige
i didn't sleep
because i was afraid
of what they'd do next
i missed your mouth
and how it used to
breathe out stars
upon my midnight sky blanket



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