Feb 12, 2006

Spark Fuel Compression

How many scratches erase a cd's ability to be read, and is it the laser, or the cd itself? All the condoms break and silver fades, the k will now be an x, the x a k. In keys. 2.2 pounds of heartache in a rib enclosed pain machine. Skin jacket rabbits with no luck but big luck dreams, a thirst that won't be slaked, and a hunger to match any parching; squeak, got you. All the best songs are too short, and the worst too long and always in your ear, like an adventurous bug, gone in and stuck; don't freak out, too very. I have will for days, but I never thought I'd live this long, and now I wonder how I let myself see so many, but breathing started is so hard to stop; and the stopped moments make all the sighs and wasted breathing worthwhile, momentarily, mostly. Some life I'll learn to write, but it won't be this one. Not on this trip, not with this wiring, not.

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