Jan 22, 2011 23:03
...guilt? gulp.
there will be
tones heavy with echoed
stones of saccharine sweet
Israeli women
bones and grime,goldradiant
blasts of heat
and gunfire wasted
boy scouts
or some such moans.
so much to unravel and
travel again- from
painful lies strewn closely,
blossomed to the freedom
of each new
day inside desert's shrill, thrilling
sweaty hand- killing
the sometime broken fever of old
secrets sacrificed bitingly soa s to make fuckinghealthy
thoughts of these.
go and tell them the truth for fuck's sake.