Archives: March2010

  • a shoe’s haircut.

    I sway my head side to side, I’ve got a moment of uselessness.
    I roll my eyes up and down, I’ve got a hundred tasks staring me down.
    Should I call him? Him who.
    I open the closet door, hoping to be drowned in ocean waves, I sigh.
    I could splatter paint all over my furniture. Perhaps then my [...]

  • beg for your life.

    The adrenaline flows through my veins.
    The coffee twitches in my fingers, the music shakes my synapses.
    I have a date with a heart attack, and it’s not going to be dinner and a movie.
    This spinning machine will make my muscles clean.
    The numbers count down to my defeat, miles per hour the enemy.
    It’s me against myself, the [...]

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