I locked my wrist
twisted my finger
licked my lips
and drained my brain
and when i finished
i was exhausted.
I treasured what I had + then
I treasured what I had + then
I lost it all to greed.
I gained again all I had lost
and didn’t give a second thought
so when I lost it all again
I, at least, expected it.
DEC 6th, 2011 2:30pm
He was walking.
and, midstep, he forgot how to be
he forgot how to walk the way he walked
he forgot that he needed to have a destination
he forgot how to keep his face
he wondered whether or not he smelled alright.
he forgot how to look back at people looking him in the eye
he felt goofy. he felt stupid. his shoes fit wrong.
Then he remembered how to be.
He hoped no one had seen his moment of weakness.
He wondered if that sort of thing happened to everyone.
he couldn’t have given less of a fuck
he couldn’t have given less of a fuck
but he wore the mask like ritual
“yes sir, yes ma’am, please, thank you, sorry”
he dressed for them, the others
he spoke for them, the others.
Face II
eat your friends, fuck the rest.
eat your friends.
fuck the rest.
eat your friends.
eat them on your fine china,
and don’t flinch when the fork scrapes the plate,
and rejoice when your dish is empty and clean.
fuck the rest.
fuck your parents and your teachers,
and the newspaper delivery man,
especially when he doesn’t wave back.
eat your friends.
drink their blood out of teacups draped in 14 karat gold,
and don’t chip a tooth because they aren’t worth it,
and don’t put too much thought into what you are doing.
fuck the rest.
on tattered old couches left at the end of driveways,
and leave your mess to be picked up by overpaid
and underworked waste management operatives.
face
(Source: billconnors, via m00nlightonmyfloor)
springsprung
by cloudcountry




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