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Nov 26, 2010 19:43

caffeine overdosed and im looking for more
horseback journey to mocha hills
dark robust bitter mountain rangers with half and half runoff
and syrupy sludge leaking into caves
like varicose veins of mocha
im allowing my horse to lead itself to the black stuff
but my dousing mug has a built in compass
i raise it laterally now and again
i am hit with ground up columbian and peruvian sand
my eyes lend the water and i cry black bitter tears till my taste buds
latch on with fleshy hooks and sleep is drowned once again
my hand shakes and makes my horse nervous
he wonders if i will make it
or strand him in this wasteland
my morning promised land

a phantom thought climbs into my head like a kid into a  tree house

pleasantly sunken into the bed
i am trapped
a snare has cut off circulation
to my left arm
prickling like a cactus rubbing up and down
i send the blood oxygen seeps into tissue like a paper towel
you just placed over spilled wine
blood red wine
rebooting my nervous system i feel once again
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