Sunday, November 29, 2009

post- (2009)

late morning
___meditation w/ hangover

night spent
___smoking the dead

a pearl
___melted in wine

to risk
___the beautiful

(it lands as

now look yourself up:

words asleep, time-
___waste / narrowcast

eyes stung
___(fingertip smokestain)

a woman knocks, her
___body a shop

synthetic flies
___leave graffiti

you’re eating &
___sleeping off cellburst

that dead-
___cell ache


  1. Reminds me of my college days...

  2. Yeah I know what you mean. Since I'm on campus most days, I still feel very connected to that time, as if it never ended...