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oh,
to think you know something
to wake up wondering, wandering
to surrender to pleasure
to cut ties and climb trees
to call upon your gods
to pay rent and bills
to eat without chewing
to get to know broken glass
to skip town and never shake your shadow
to be an orphan to fragile forevers and naive nevers
to be a dumbass
to live without shelter
to panic in the streets of las vegas
to play musical couches in los angeles and new york city
to know you don't belong in minnesota
to rest your head in new jersey
to steal water and borrow oxygen and bum cigarettes
to search for something inside yourself
to catalog your soul's songs
to hold your fire
to sweat tomorrow
to sleep all day, yet dream all night
to wake up next to some one just as lost as you
to drink too much coffee too fast
to run with scissors
to walk with waffles
to realize what you were born into
to grow up in that which killed your parents
to laugh and laugh
and laugh
to mock a killingbird.
to think you know something
to wake up wondering, wandering
to surrender to pleasure
to cut ties and climb trees
to call upon your gods
to pay rent and bills
to eat without chewing
to get to know broken glass
to skip town and never shake your shadow
to be an orphan to fragile forevers and naive nevers
to be a dumbass
to live without shelter
to panic in the streets of las vegas
to play musical couches in los angeles and new york city
to know you don't belong in minnesota
to rest your head in new jersey
to steal water and borrow oxygen and bum cigarettes
to search for something inside yourself
to catalog your soul's songs
to hold your fire
to sweat tomorrow
to sleep all day, yet dream all night
to wake up next to some one just as lost as you
to drink too much coffee too fast
to run with scissors
to walk with waffles
to realize what you were born into
to grow up in that which killed your parents
to laugh and laugh
and laugh
to mock a killingbird.
Literature
gtod 1
he walks out of the bathroom,
deadfaced & serious.
he huddles in close,
locks eyes, and declares
Razorblade Superman.
I laugh 'til I fall out of my chair.
---
she sits up;
suddenly,
triumphantly.
she exclaims
I just remembered -
I can see the future!
I am in love.
Literature
insert slew of fbombs here:___
if i printed this poem and
slammed it in your face,
you would just complain
that i'm killing the trees
Literature
swing low, sweet Roswell...
hundreds of dollars
two southern cops
and a border patrol search
later
we found ourselves
setting up
for the big shakedown
armed with wide eyes
and dulled wits
we were ready
for anything
even the ever encroaching desert
arid & alluring
as some sun-baked siren
sweetly singing of half-remembered promises
and unfulfilled madness
the true american dream
betting it all on red
white
and black
while muttering incantations about
father's latest footwear
and being thrown out of only
the finest places
all hands on deck
for the most triumphant
distress signal
ever
heard
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this is lovely.
you have a way with words.
you have a way with words.