October 31, 2008

writer's [block] rubix

my writers block
is chaos
-a technicolor bastard
adorn by mix match
scars
above another’s heart;
creation from behind
evergreen:
the grassy nolle
-spit the snipermy writers block
is chaos
-a technicolor bastard
adorn by mix match
scars
above another’s heart;
creation from behind
evergreen:
the grassy nolle
-spit the sniper
between cranial hemispheres
and paint the train
in 99 red balloons
before the tunnel light
fades to blue
-era pastel and meadows
lynched in mellow;
against mass suicide,
art and bed room
eyes
with wilting lashes
spilling yellow
across Mona’s thighs
-moans drip into
splintered veils;
she covers her midnight
in white’s oblivion
-the midwife,
picking oranges
from the florida sunset
with hallucinogens,
in her box
of confusion;
this lust in bloom
weeps a writer’s block
-in rubix cube.
between cranial hemispheres
and paint the train
in 99 red balloons
before the tunnel light
fades to blue
-era pastel and meadows
lynched in mellow;
against mass suicide,
art and bed room
eyes
with wilting lashes
spilling yellow
across Mona’s thighs
-moans drip into
splintered veils;
she covers her midnight
in white’s oblivion
-the midwife,
picking oranges
from the florida sunset
with hallucinogens,
in her box
of confusion;
this lust in bloom
weeps a writer’s block
-in rubix cube.

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