Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Lord, how tall you've grown.

In a rush, your thoughts are forward-bicentennial.
Depleting your resources for a gain of negative 50 feet.
She was fifty feet tall they say. Raised in the amazon and set free to the city.
Rampage: a play on your brain's station
A monumental and colossal collapse.
Pray. 
Twist yourself.
Break down.
Cry.
Rinse. 
Repeat.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Away

It's all too familiar; to receive ghastly looks
Familiarity; I've known you my entire life
FAMILIARITY; you should know my qualms
But I've peaked at an earlier time; familiarity descends into the Stygian void
FAMILIAR; cannot exist
FAMILY; unconditional conditioning

Who am I?
Who are you...?


Monday, January 7, 2013

Juxtaposed

Reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality, reality.