Thursday, February 21, 2008

Stream of Consciousness (or how my mind works on various days)

Do you think somedays
I am too sunny…
A brass ball,
Orange flavored
Organ donor

With candy striping?

I think somedays,
I am too bright,
Pink like punk music
Soft like over-dyed hair,
Soft like leather, maybe

Bring in the rain, I say,
Bring in the darkness
Bring in the wind
Bring in the howling and sting,
Bring in the puddles and scattered worms

Bring it all to me.

I will swallow and spit.
A brass ball,
Organ flavored orange donor,

Five gallon wastebucket
Thrown at the sun.

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