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מציג פוסטים מתאריך יוני, 2013

and i dont feel god

loss and rainbows where two edges meet orchestras of cellos (purposely out of tune) shallow gasps manifested in rest notes between the spaces of off-key melodies mosquito bites and your suggestion that my blood must be sweetest but I can't take you as a compliment; this is not a time for threats, my darling, nor is it a time for deaths. it is not a time for spaceless thoughts nor for confessions with political motives under white garments of smiles and spices and seductive entices
the breath gets deeper even if only for a moment and then the gasp returns:      the window blinds my glasses       the windows blind the masses        the windowblinds conceal the sun from me which hides my sanity and peace behind the instruments and their voices but it is probably to be found in the rests where the bars meet each other at the edges, where the silences collide and burn as substances react to oxygen and oxidized carbon and I don't feel god and that is startling, it is starting to sound like a…