Saturday, March 31, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Whenever I stagger into the Empire like a crow, the fluorescent lights are much too much for my glassy eyes in stardust by the discount bin.
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Put some red on it or else it will keep bubbling, frothing, and disconnecting tissues meant for skeletal bridges.
Poison rises from the garden to give kisses to the moon and bless back the buttercups from surprising the miniature mice.
Rat traps in the cellar will click and clack until they take me to you on the gingerbread staircase.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Crystal shards take everything but the silences when the angular bodies are coathangered into meat tricycles.
The silhouette of your cigarette means a beautiful killer might blue cloud this bedsheet.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Cellos are often asphyxiated by clean porcelain hands through the midnight gale.
After the radio broke, we began to dress in shattered cassette tapes.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Spinning CDs reflect old fingerprints when you breathe against the glass of the jukebox.