by Author Name Withheld 131

Created on: October 17, 2009

I can't get all the way down, but I'll try.
I want to show you my naked spine brain.

Oftentimes we blow it out on a shirt
White tee, forget it.
Do the laundry on the weekend.

Ants.

Louder saints forget about the silent
Sunbeam.
Loose cannon fires a rocket through your moon.

Love me blindly, only way, but it
Is not enough, overwhelming.

Sugar pie.

A dog barks insane, blood steak

Nix, not none, noon, neither.

On the other side of town
A murder delights some crazy magic.
It's just not right.

Forgive.

A dog
A priest,
the night

A cloud.

The sun
The earth,
a moon

Vagueness.

Forgive the murder, grotesque
Late morning sin.

Forget the moon-felt slayer
Innocent man.
The night applauds him.

Sorry.

In a moment the earth speaks
Frost-yesterday forgiveness.
And tell me what it means.

I will be for a hundred dollars
Green-sick report, stuck sideways.

Amazed.

I think I'll go to bed now.
Like me, beautiful electric dance.

Yesterday cries, dead love and gone
Morning screams cozy-beginning warning
Of the sweet, nighttime sadness.

Done.

Forget it until tomorrow.
Who knows of madness
Sweet and vague.

See the end-night
Whatever I do.

You can't see the end
You just can't.

Forget the other one
Let's go to sleep.

Where are your friends?
Snow white see saw kiddo madness.

Get it straight right now
I hate to.

Death seeks its father in the morning.
What's your name?

I know but I'm only asking.

Foolish sick nightmare.

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