#35

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

spidery tendrils of ethanol
creeping through the folds
steamrolling my synapses into
a mobius strip of thought
inescapable

#34

Saturday, August 10, 2013

A catastrophe
Years in the making
Hovering obviously on the horizon
Easily avoidable
But still never veering away
Punctuated by the sickening crunch of
Plastic on plastic
And followed by
Ten hours of introspective hell
A brutally clear look at my
Very being
Every flaw and weakness
Exposed
By the harsh light of an alien substance
As the trees bend and shift
And geometry dances
In technicolor form
Behind my eyelids
Not allowed sleep until
The bittersweet medicine
Has run its course
Emerging on the other side
Reborn
Refreshed
Renewed
This is all it took to finally
Open my eyes
To you
To us
To me

#33

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

fevered brain
bad electronic seeping
from bad electronics
waves against my drums
poison in my lungs
later
for now in my blood

doing its best to numb