Mad World

May 23, 2006 18:10

In the midst of the thunderstorm, traveling home,

bursting with static heapings of electricity

worn and used like old socks and sweatshirts

dangling out of the window of a speeding automobile.

Exhaust pipe bleeding into some atmosphere

stratosphere, getting there a burden.

Familiar greens of life, shades of grey pummeling

down and down.

Viscous earth brown and traveling through dry crevasse and

fold of sun kissed skin, peach pleasures smoldered into

some sense of ground.

If only hands made holes of such width and

depth to feel full of young woman, wholesome girl

shrouded in green grey blue eyes brown earth

rebirth pummeling down and down.

Greeted with a shameless laughter

of thundering spirit, flash and too many

miles away.

Heart beats drumming from the green sheets

traveling salt condensing down and down to her.
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