Friday, March 2, 2012

ALIVE BUT WITH ONE OR TWO COMPLAINTS


Sorry about the shitty necromancy. But are you glad
you're alive again? You're undoubtedly feeling a little numb,
eager to have better quality of sensation. As for obsessing about home,
family, the old tree house overlooking the fence,
for now, you're capable of doing that with your tail only.
Thirsty? It's quite poetic to call your thirst 'colorful.'
It shows hopefulness – to allude to more variegated recesses of
the esophagus per drop of water. Horny?
Your junk's watts slobber ellipses like
dull tenement windows in earth, angry faces
peering out perfectly spaced. Angry?
I would be. Dyspepsia is weaker east of the stomach.
Anyway, you seem to be heading there, like a rill crawling up
out of a bog, slowly becoming a blur with its dimensions creased
in jolly interface.

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