the game of the famous ink toe
the cold turkey tourniquet
lee the lessoner shrinks a biscuit
that smurf specializes in tree surgery
to start a helpline for the math kids
I am a cooling rabbit now
for a rock to be licking house
a world of the clam to start a planet here
beat the shoe that wendy’s has out front
all over the salad to forgive the night
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Been interviewing friends
About their cheese steak preferences
These super fat meat bombs
Always look better than they taste
Still it’s hard to resist
The carnivore lust
Slam it down with a few beers
Then the best nap ever
Priceless
This is the creeping of the morning through the curtains
The violence of the shake that wakes an over-tired brain
This is the rumble of the traffic
The regret of a purchase of a two bed on an A road
The same road I walk home, night shift diminished
All the cracks in the pavement seem a little too perfect
I’ve started to wonder if cognisance is worthless
If thoughts decorate brains like flowers in hearses
The church sits on the skyline
At the point where the rainclouds and the sun combine
I’ve thrown my voice at answers, let mistrust go
But I can’t help but argue with the echoes
You see the back of my head as you leave your home
You don’t need to see my face, you already know
My jagged outline so over-traced
That all the mystery has worn away
So you don’t even open your mouth
You watch my pull my hood up and fix my head down
My bad posture comes from my heavy eyes
They weigh more than I can carry
This is the creeping of the volume on your iPod
As crudely shuffled songs end up sitting all wrong
But louder feels better, it drowns out the flaws
Hides the pity in the meanings that don’t mean a thing anymore
I’ve been meaning to work harder, but my quota goes unmet
Just like the new friends your ex wrote of in the letters he sent
I’ve started to wonder if I’d save the trust I spent
Would I be able to afford some of the truth you have to rent?
The bank hangs like a blanket over a cage
At the point where the cold rain seeps into the drains
I’ve sold myself on a promise, let greed take control
These days ignorance is solvency or so I’m told
You see a flick book of red lights with one dog-eared page
So sick of being exactly twenty minutes late every day
As your clockwork heart just keeps losing time
And it thins your blood like red wine
That always made me such a dizzy drunk
I don’t regret the day I finally sobered up
I’ve never been to Pakistan
The vapor wafting out of the food truck
Reminded me of another life
I stood in the industrial zone
Inhaling the culture of a foreign land
Should have gotten some
I’ll go back soon
When I need a fix
Gave me a good feeling
A calling of sorts
Mysterious yearnings
Wrapped around grilled pita and hot sauce
I need to stay in touch
With my rebel the provocateur
Of squirm and edge
Through chaos and obstruction
Always fighting for my right
To live outside the guidelines free form
In my youth she was
Tantalizing vines
Of sweet grapes for the thirsty
Serving five course meals
To hungry starving eyes
Feeding them
Delmonico steaks and
Prime rib
Taking great satisfaction
Watching them
Smack their lips
As she became stronger
My dresses became shorter
Wearing my cleavage
Anger raging like a bull
In its pen
As I’ve turned grey
My rebel stayed blonde
One half of myself
Those who said broken glass cannot be rejoined
Were weaklings
Yes weaklings
The strong are the ones who not only rejoined
Disjointed glass
But also disjointed lives
I am the epitome of the women
who can not only bear
breaking, tearing and shattering
But also resist
I am not going to stick
My beautiful life
You tore into pieces
With watery glue sold in
Mainstream markets
I am going to burn and remold
My life, you, young man could
Only tear
With your weak manly fingers
Into a stronger, harder shape
I am the phoenix
That withstands fire
I will burn and remold
But will never be destroyed
I will resurrect from my own ashes
You who can only tear
Are a mere pawn on the chess board
Nothing to a woman-phoenix
Who withstands fire,
Fire mighty enough to scorch
The world you stand
I still am here
and you are there
living in another
hemisphere
you just don’t see me
as if I’m air
if I embrace you
you just don’t care.
Why is it that we
once were as one
and now today we’re
all tired and gone
into directions
of the unknown
the seeds are dried up
that we once had sown.
I’m looking at you
and do not see
what might have been there
I do agree
I must be going
you’re on your way
no feeling ever
is here to stay.