A Commentary on Your Life
02.02.06
I woke up today not knowing what I
Would do and what I
Wouldn’t. Turns out I
Did what I wouldn’t and
Didn’t do what I would.
Now it’s night and I’m going to sleep.
Let’s not think of tomorrow.
To Whom This May Concern
02.08.06
I have seen Perfection
And now I am satisfied.
I remember Perfection
And now I am over it.
And now I am done with it…
And now I am wanting it.
And this crying that falls
From my hands is
Bleeding Perfection.
Is burning Perfection.
Eyes feeling the frayed, watery flesh.
Purple gauze and blue sinew.
I have felt Perfection
And now
My eyes
ROLL with fatigue
My tongue drips Perfection
Underneath the veil of sweat and deceit
I mourn for Perfection
I lick the salt from between my fingers
And cry out for the pain in my head
That aches
With every
Blinking
Drop
Of Perfection…
Still
02.10.06
The dark rain stopped in midair
And the people keep walking.
They don’t notice the drops that melt their faces.
They don’t notice anyone. Not even themselves.
Only the sound of their steps.
Only the place they are going.
And the rain won’t fall… fall
It’s just frozen in midair,
Waiting to melt onto someone
Hoping to make one calm
And to make one stop in silence.
Poem 02
02.16.06
I found her third eye.
A blood-shot, golden casing
With jelly inside,
Squirming like the maggots
She painted in the sky.
Mobile and probing.
I see it.
It sees me.
A gaze that froze time.
A single instant blown apart.
The shards of which pierce my skin
And I am unreal again.