07-27-2015, 10:17 AM
(07-26-2015, 07:27 AM)fluorescent.43 Wrote: we're going on a rampageDare I say, this is being read while 20% awake!!
(cue the music; this straitjacket
is going down!)
listen: i'm not a god but
(but i can't forget you)
we're running away from
sleep-induced tranquility:
heads collapsed, hearts
squishy with resignation
(it's like a drug, m'am)
there are tall new yorky cities
and clear-eyed stars painted on
the inside of my skull, oily.
brain's been dry-cleaned,
ironed burning hot:
nothing left except buzzcut silence,
pervasive music.
(boom,
boom,
deconstruction.)
pressure is a privilege, they say, drily
[[is this even worth salvaging?-- disclaimer: written at three in the morning-- 80% asleep.also, i can't think of a good title. how do you people come up with one anyways?]]
In answer to your question - yes!
It has a surreal sort of feel to it and some good imagery going on.
grace



also, i can't think of a good title. how do you people come up with one anyways?]]