Stolen from Blurry

They sold me what you never thought

told me what not to say

Heroin sold you a place to turn

Taught you how to run away

You’ll never be lonely inside where

The voices in darkness are there to keep

I know you can hear me

With eyes close to sleep

I’ve been there

Just nod. It’s free

Once for yes

Twice for {tiny worms}

Kill me

Offensive Line

Cold February thrill
Allegheny dream
Traversing the sure kill
Under the El in Philthy stream

A city on fire
Burning hunk of brotherly love
Squeeze my Temples
The owls, the eagles. the doves?

An unbelievable play
The Philly special all day
From Wentz we came….
…..In Foles we trust

A victory beer. First mint won’t rust
Like Franklin I’m from Boston
Indentured. Imprisoned.
Held back, scorned and lost and

Came for Philadelphia freedom

From Chester to Trevose
Northeast to society hill
It’s good to be sustantivos.
In a city I don’t need to kill

In like Flynn

Listen to me.

Death. Shown on the tv

Maybe Facebook or a social scene

I study the reactions

To see

How to be

To fit in

It’s not the time

Mr. Flynn

To remember how you stole my car

You broke her heart

You fucked our friends

And. Toxins used, torn apart

Hand to face. cross my heart

A learned response

Let’s play the part

What we(they)

S

A

Y

Its always how ….{tiny worms}….loved you

Maine.  The way life should be.

12 dead friends and two in my family

The Itch

Losers racing home twilight highway
Hemis switching lanes dully occupied
Soothsayers
Profits of all the knowing genocide
Blue collar heroes
The ones for which John Lennon died

A pizza parlor, 1970’s
Orange
And yellow green. Benches of
Ghosts apologies

A balding shipping clerk talks to the bar
Rocking in his head to Highway Star
For the 100 thousandth time he sings

“No one’s gonna steal my car”
He thinks

I want to kiss his highschool football ring
It’s a Monday thing

I just look at it all and sharpen my blade
It’s. So almost
time.
Whispers in my drink

 

 

Conclusion protocol

Lightning flavored rain hardens my directionless porous bone marrow

and with no paper {tiny worms} no pen and nothing with which to record

I ejaculate. premature

Exactly like I draw {tiny worms}

Conclusions.

How I pass. Judgements.

I’ve learned from The moon who is patient with the clouds

That people are not mysteries

Just little hairs {tiny worms}

On my retinas no pondering

Shapes on the wall. Revelry.

These are mine.

I’d show you but

No one else can see

It’s already made up

Tiny worms. self absorbed.

Part of me.

Textbook

Circumstantially we were neutered there together in those halls in the walls of lockers. Pawns

I never meant that I would stick like glue and hang around

flies in the trap never touch the ground

I was born in the master decay just moved on

1000 years later my father would die

and you’re the one they’re standing by his side

feeding back the rules the lives

the words from tomes dictated. to us in disguise

What makes people stick around their hometowns I’ve never known

Just nurse his wounds as you lick your own

Divorced dead Eyed

house made. homegrown.