Sunday, January 20, 2008

jealous tummy ache in the shoe heel horned at a mistake

turnstile/turn style said it's easier to swallow broken glass than to eat for a living
and
you can't go turning diamonds into something valuable in this town
it'll churn out another factory
for the adoring faces
but
you can go around selling you wares to the clouds in the sky
and breathe in the night sky as technicolor cars sweep along a fantasy of something forgotten
what was it
you've forgotten
the fact that all you can see is scratching of a neck
is a shock to the system
an embrace to the distance
dancing taciturn/toss a turn around the many rings
under your eyes
or in a tree trunk
so concerned to concern yourself
while it is most certainly that
to share and share alike
but don't dare
take the edge off
edge off
the quiet kept is to prevent being thought of as dumb
or lack of anything of interest
to appreciate
welcome to the welcome sign
so come in
dust it off but I'm still on a shelf
taking the map's relief and crushing it flat
on a spiral escalator
to no where
mixing signals and metaphors and drinks
at least, that's what I think I'm doing
ok to be done now

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