Lost Love Lust

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 [...]