Breading
A fair amount of sun
I can sit beside warm craving
It reaches without leaving
Bends without turning
Crowded by the far gone beam.
The best part of sitting down
Is being elsewhere at once with here.
And you are more than what you are, when you're nothing
In place of something.
I practice the invisible and walk inside up
Take a sniff of someone
I
Like the shock of sore blinding scent.
Drink me with a blink
After we have chased a stranger though her daydream.
I will pass you the bottle
Filled with salt
And savor the scream of it pouring on pavement.
It tickles cement, the lost particles floss
Between the cracks.
Filled with everything you haven't spoken
Beads beating the street
Concentrated by the rain, now razor paste.
Eloquent dissolve.
So much sound that is clearly music
It practically stuck to me
When each grain called frightened joy.
Stepping blind open wide
Collecting the emptiness to fill up my tongue with
And pour the grit,
Make it sit
Beside me.
Nothing, other than the smell
Of words,
Breathing heavily.
I can sit beside warm craving
It reaches without leaving
Bends without turning
Crowded by the far gone beam.
The best part of sitting down
Is being elsewhere at once with here.
And you are more than what you are, when you're nothing
In place of something.
I practice the invisible and walk inside up
Take a sniff of someone
I
Like the shock of sore blinding scent.
Drink me with a blink
After we have chased a stranger though her daydream.
I will pass you the bottle
Filled with salt
And savor the scream of it pouring on pavement.
It tickles cement, the lost particles floss
Between the cracks.
Filled with everything you haven't spoken
Beads beating the street
Concentrated by the rain, now razor paste.
Eloquent dissolve.
So much sound that is clearly music
It practically stuck to me
When each grain called frightened joy.
Stepping blind open wide
Collecting the emptiness to fill up my tongue with
And pour the grit,
Make it sit
Beside me.
Nothing, other than the smell
Of words,
Breathing heavily.