Shouting into diamonds of fire,
giving air to surviving microcosms
of a burning civilization
already lost to the ice age
of the new world
freezing our saliva and tears into a fossil of destruction.
(I forgot I was talking about fire, diamond -
thought the
so I sing of the latter,
but it is of fire I dream
and I am stoned in Spanish right now
I want to fuck
I’m hungry
for anything, even heartache
Or a burn
And I can’t stop thinking
How much I could teach you
and love you like she never could.
You’re blinded by the one light in your life.
I thought I loved him too,
Until one day I saw him walking
Down the street with a
scone
and I let him walk out of my life.
I am too high right now to learn about the séptima lección
But I am scared of my teacher,
She’s like a Catholic preacher
And right now I could kiss your belly and your ears
And lick away all of your fears
And I’m cheating myself out of
Life as I take answers
Lain out for me in my books by the initial homosapiens
Who have turned into homosexuals instead
The dream is dead,
But shall be revived by those with rights deprived,
And oppressed.
She will stand before a nation undressed
And flaunt her flawed beauty
-Lizy Snowden
10 February 2004