Monday, March 30, 2009
Skepticemia
"Skepticemia"
March 2009
I got nervous again. Lost all my fingernails. Split my head open too. Then my face flew off. It fell off to a place where I couldn't recognize it's expression. It wasn't mine anymore. Now it belongs to another. Someone I've known. That I had outgrown. Yet I never said goodbye.
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Still you want to know. But I should be the one with the questions. Truth is I don't believe. I won't believe. So desperately wish I could. Please surrender with your inquistion. Do so the way I gave up a long time ago. Doing the deadman's float in a sea of people.
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My mistakes are my own. Walking closer to imperfection. With all the work I dropped on your lap so long ago. I can face that now without a place. Getting back to what I hate most. To find a familiar purpose. To fill these veins with poison that actually feels warmer than your love.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
The Inability
Thursday, March 05, 2009
You Should Know
"You Should Know"
March 2009
Do you?
Do you really?
Prove it.
Prove it to me.
You should know.
You should know what they say.
What they say about you.
Are you ok?
You're always asking.
Am I ok?
After what I heard.
After what they say.
About me.
About me and you.
Now I keep telling you I won't crack
but i'm already in pieces.
Unstuck and far away.
Walking through my city's skeleton.
Like a shepard lost without sheep.
