09.22.09I see colors in my mind, zooming by.
Patterns that makes nosense but form into something higher.
Higher than God or what we all stand for.
Opening my eyes as far as I can, I see where we went wrong.
Marking and saving the error of our ways.
Mind hungry, stomach concave.
We go on in this mindless walk, that felt like floating.
Holding on to our mothers ..
and letting go of our fathers, we don't know this man.
Language Barrier 09.22.09His eyes covered with white milky cataracts, no longer showing his brown colored eyes. They now shown blue. Hair colored salt and pepper but with more salt than pepper, shaped into a boyish cut. The silence between us was loud but we were speaking in a language that could not be heard. Smiling once in awhile than staring off into space, looking at something I could not see. Our days were quiet and full of time to ourselves, mines with reading and writing, stringing words together and his with shuffling his cards and looking into the future. There was a language barrier between us, I understood most of the things he said, but did not have the tongue to reply back to him. I think that was the thing that pained me the most; not having the power to converse with him. He knew all the old folklore and stories of our people, just waiting for someone to ask. But I, a child born of the future and not from the past did not know how to weld my tongue and say the right words. So many unspoken word
Zombie A Go-GoThe sky outside was red, this sunset was not right. It was too red, red rays from both above and below. All of a sudden it felt too hot, not the usual heat that comes when after the day is over and the ground cools itself by releasing the days heat from itself. This heat you could feel in the air, beneath your feet. you could taste it. It made it hard to breathe and when you did the air taste rancid. Like rotting flesh and meat left outside with maggots crawling all over it. The heat beneath my feet boiled my soles, was I the only one that felt this way. And thats when it happen the ground 10 feet away from me open up. The source of the rancid smell came from there, I slowly made my way over towards it. The hole was 2 feet and growing, as I made my way over the smell got worst. Dead bodies? Open grave? Mass burial? What was happening? I did not risking getting closer, I had sense or so I thought. I picked up small pebbles beside me and started throwing them towards the hole
Learning how to flyThere she was, with her hair down. The moon was full tonight, she was there dancing under the moon's rays. And they danced along with her. The bright moon light, lighting up all the shadows but still her face was hidden. I did not know what kind of expression she wore. She wore no clothes, she escaped them long ago, before I came across her. Her hands were up in the air and hips moving in a slow motion, like she was listening to a music we could not hear. The wind played around with her hair, it was then I saw her face, eyes closed, lips in a small smile. She looked peaceful. She was one with the moon, she was one with the wind, she was one with everything . I would not be surprised if she could even control me, it was a feeling deep inside. I knew she had these powers. She was in a trance, arms still in the air as she sway her hips,this and that way. Her breast small, nipples stood erect due to the cold wind. Time stood still, as my eyes scan her body. She was truly a piece of art, li
Remember that night?
When all you wanted to do was fuck and all I wanted to do was talk?
The moon reflected in your eyes, showing a bright round orb..
that was the moon above our heads.
We each yearn for a touch, both at a young age,
Our hands both clumsy and unsure,
Trying to close that space between us.
Your hands both unsure and sure reach for my breast.
This feels right.
But at the same time wrong.
Rubbing until my nipple got hard.
Our breaths coming out in quick gasps.
Reaching a climax in our minds.
No reason made sense, all questions went out the door.
Feeling like puzzles finally finding the missing pieces, we stayed that way.
Leaving behind our innocence and destorying our friendship,
we explored each other's body with a vigor passion.
But I don't think you remember that night like I do.
Our friendship gone, but still there, hanging by a string.
I still catch you looking at me, like you did that night.
We meet by chance.
Seeing you, I lose my voice.
09.18.09The sky spotted with white leopard patterns.
Against a blue background.
The airplanes leave white streaks across the sky, saying:
We been here.
The setting sun, left red ruby rays
that shown through the clouds, saying:
I was here.
The stars came out at night.
Blinking and showing their light.
One falls, it's bright tail leaving a trail, saying:
This is my last night shining for you tonight.
Put away the sticks and stones
Because they only cause physical harm
Words are the only thing to cause the inner shell to break.
Armed with a dictionary and a microphone.
And causing years of pain.
The scars only visible on the inside.
It hurts because it's true.
You drowned me yesterday.
Life causes you to let go of your dreams and hopes.
Settling for a