The outlaw puts future utopias in my body
162. October 13, 2010 (wed., Union Hall, Brooklyn TOys show w. Jill Tracy)
I dreamt about laying my unjeweled cheek between
Your four lanes, the double yellow
Elastic warnings-- we had an apeshit
Drive home, somewhere in the land of 2am
Town of Drunk O'Clock Connecticut Drivers
I yelled "Cunnilingus!" in the ear of a passing double
Arches patron, I was just reading the Angus
Burger sign as Meff pointed
The smudge of smiles on our cheeks
No knights in this barony, barren Brooklyn night i'd
Imagined the android takeover, shivering as we passed
The Matrix apartment projects
Photographed the giant NY skyline
-encircling cemetery
Overhead they pass the bocce tourney hours
From hand to hand to parallel park
Subterranean inky serenades, an evening gown
Of now-familiar fears, petit night terrors
Dearly crushed velvet, crooked cloche hats'
Rhinestone teeth, askew (with) laughter
The rot reminds us we have carbon
To spare-- chalk our hands, find window half-rolled down
Dangerously starting this journey with my hatch
Open, amps and cherry cargo precarious
Driving off with my gas cap bouncing
Reading billboards to one another we mimic
The insidious vision of Eros, Inc.
(Jill Tracy #WSInkdrip afterlife)
week24: 1, 2 (#LNFC entry updated!)
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
http://poetesss.tumblr.com/PAD
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it's my bday (tumble) and i have no idea how i'm going to catch up on half a week of writing and do my 2nd epic bday post. hmm. we'll see what happens!
I dreamt about laying my unjeweled cheek between
Your four lanes, the double yellow
Elastic warnings-- we had an apeshit
Drive home, somewhere in the land of 2am
Town of Drunk O'Clock Connecticut Drivers
I yelled "Cunnilingus!" in the ear of a passing double
Arches patron, I was just reading the Angus
Burger sign as Meff pointed
The smudge of smiles on our cheeks
No knights in this barony, barren Brooklyn night i'd
Imagined the android takeover, shivering as we passed
The Matrix apartment projects
Photographed the giant NY skyline
-encircling cemetery
Overhead they pass the bocce tourney hours
From hand to hand to parallel park
Subterranean inky serenades, an evening gown
Of now-familiar fears, petit night terrors
Dearly crushed velvet, crooked cloche hats'
Rhinestone teeth, askew (with) laughter
The rot reminds us we have carbon
To spare-- chalk our hands, find window half-rolled down
Dangerously starting this journey with my hatch
Open, amps and cherry cargo precarious
Driving off with my gas cap bouncing
Reading billboards to one another we mimic
The insidious vision of Eros, Inc.
(Jill Tracy #WSInkdrip afterlife)
week24: 1, 2 (#LNFC entry updated!)
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
http://poetesss.tumblr.com/PAD
+
it's my bday (tumble) and i have no idea how i'm going to catch up on half a week of writing and do my 2nd epic bday post. hmm. we'll see what happens!