teeth pulling 101
there is no right time every second is free for the taking ripe for the picking
prime real estate soapbox speaking opportunities take a left right here
my everyday lines interspersed with words only a lover's ear would understand
shower me in raindrops and soul food
lay me down on blankets of earth glitter and wrap me in leaves and lost wishes
i whisper softly and the words tangle in treetops
in oversized sweaters i tuck my secret sorrows all afraid of tomorrow's
joy-killing obligations. what i would give to be a log floating down the river
decaying in the sun
particles of my being serving all purposes and none
to live and to be free are contradictions
there is no such thing because life is living in chains and death is a silent chamber
a void inescapable
freedom means testing the limits.

all i want to do is cry. but these tears are meaningless
they cant keep me warm at night, tell me they love me, or sprout hands and give me rubs
they don't play with my hair or tell me secrets.
everything they say i've heard before
and i languish in my fears and peace is shallow
i'm a pawn. maybe a prawn eating shit, soon to be someone's dinner.
all these love stories make my heart into a solid mass of coal.
somebody light my fire
burn some bridges and marinate some meat. better yet i'd rather be the meat marinating i the silence stewing in the vibrations making soup out of membranes and puke finding comfort in the flickering light at the end of the tunnel.

what are the odds of me being hit by a bus? why is that odd at all?
must hold a sign a subtle hint drop me a line hallowed out reminders and twitchy links
breathe. no. breathe. will i. breathe. ever be the same again?