Sunday, April 12, 2009

discord swelled and surfaced
So I removed my eyelids,
slept near the entrances and defended against the sunrise.
One of nine sifted through
a good attempt at repression.
Damn the media for pop culture psych jargon.
Flock hear this, your speakers are stuffed.
They're here now, change your family and your christianity.
I dove, stayed dry, and
stained the pool with thoughts.
Rattled limbs for a nest, found catepillars that sting.
I swore at clouds forming assorted shapes
to blame is to believe I think.

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