06-03-2017, 07:10 PM
the nightmall dream
The monolith
rises. The highway ends,
the parking lot begins. Crowds swarm
like starlings -- scrub it out, scrub it out.
Once, and not a more sustained
adverb, we used to wait. Words, we claimed,
were never enough -- we said sorry but
we couldn't connect, broke our lines in
the wrongest ways, rhymed without purpose, caressed
you run from crimes you don't remember. you can't look back:
the guards, half on foot and half on segways, track
like german dogs. instead of words they've tied together sticks, and your bombshell partner's
deserted you: she's covered the way to your car in slicks, in jelly beans.
the tires skid. as you fly away to heaven, she sucks in the sound
of the supermarket, butchers splitting wings from legs.
The monolith
rises. The highway ends,
the parking lot begins. Crowds swarm
like starlings -- scrub it out, scrub it out.
Once, and not a more sustained
adverb, we used to wait. Words, we claimed,
were never enough -- we said sorry but
we couldn't connect, broke our lines in
the wrongest ways, rhymed without purpose, caressed
you run from crimes you don't remember. you can't look back:
the guards, half on foot and half on segways, track
like german dogs. instead of words they've tied together sticks, and your bombshell partner's
deserted you: she's covered the way to your car in slicks, in jelly beans.
the tires skid. as you fly away to heaven, she sucks in the sound
of the supermarket, butchers splitting wings from legs.