Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Wednesday, December 29, 2010

(the) thin tapestry of everyday danger

the bright lights peal wet boughs of squall sounds off the sopping tarmac.
yellow lines create surf-rock squeals and swells,
thoughts congeal in unusual inky fields of un-blissfullness,
rock monster on scorched pavement, smattered glass like a jagged neckless over the road,
whiplash inside of the craniums depleted intestines.

screams to keep me sane
schedules for days off
i could not feel the colors
anymore.
the sattelites churn 'round an earth i suppose i never really knew,
i am too spastic and vexed waiting behind these unwound normalities.

a puppet on the roadside,
cop cars come to smear the scene.
the thin tapestry of everyday danger
undone real effortlessly.
the three lane road is clogged fr now
toy soldiers slit each others plastic throats
i have a headache
folks ask me how my day went,
i respond with this (soliloquy)
not certain if tomorrow will beckon me,
but indeed sure i will try.

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