Jun 02, 2009 01:42
Play it again, sam
made into a playlist
as subtle as spilling your beer on your lap
or a man who hasn't showered in a day
or two,
with interspersed french radio
and illogical bus ideology
how silly of you,
the fool, inverted
--
Kanazuchi
I wore my swimsuit
The day I decided to drown myself
And as I was filling
My pockets with rocks
I could see the faces
Of all my relatives
Floating down the stairs
Like blue ghosts in agony
Writhing and contorting
Into sickening grimaces
But I just hummed
And kept on picking up stones
And putting them in my pockets.
--
Marry Me Please
I didn't go anywhere
but cut down all the trees
in the backyard
and weeded all the grass
around them.
they both children,
the children went to war
and when they returned
the children bore children.
the children flood the land
and females can only take hot baths.
It will soon by over.
Perhaps grass will begin to grow.
Man will die among the grass.
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