Friday, August 17, 2007

blaghhh

as the suns chains are broken
the grass’s trunks are smiling to the west
waiting for the familiar words to be spoken.
The wonky advice that lends guidance and instruction
to a collective unconscious that is headed for destruction
it is marketed as nutrimentum spiritus.
When it actually strikes fear in us.


From the depths of a heart ocean
comes the seemingly latent reaction
to all the conditioning that our hive endures.
These words are bark on a redwood
and they always dent my mattress
with the precision and effectiveness of a xanax

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