E.X.I.S.T.

E.verlasting,
X.
I.s
S.omething
T.rivial



With a trembling silence tiptoeing in my bones; the bending light criss-crossing, zig-zagging about my physique and all that entails it; the perforations of my integument perspiring a soulful sweat, dripping into a pool of memory; I breathe an endless cycle of exchanging glances--gawking stares, everlasting. X, representing an endless entity of commodities so unimaginable, is something totally trivial; so perpetually indifferent to us that, in sense, we perceive it as real.

Gaze

How do you know anything when you don't even know yourself? Reflections of reality invade my retina and therein spawns an understanding of familiar perceptions. A transmitting postal service scouts along the fringes of my notions, preventing my escape. With only longing gazes through this transparently blood-stained pane, I imagine what it might feel like to be free.

Indefinite

Future becomes present; present becomes past... But what happens to the past? Through repetition, it becomes the future.

Incongruous

Leap, womp, Terry-Allen tree,

Loop-lop, flip-flop, tweedlee-dee!

Why can't I have some cherry pie?

Pull me a slice and a glass of rye!

Please please please don't kick me down

If I fall I'll look a-clown!

Tap-tap-tap, my heels are clickin'

Listen to the clock tick-tick-tickin'!

Crinch cranch crunch I'm eating a treat

It's not cheese and it's not meat

It's green I say, oh what could it be?

I feel real good, I feel like me.

I wish I had this treat every day!

I'd do anything, I would pay!

"So why don't you do it?" I asked dog

"So I will." and that was crog.

Suede Lips

gravity--the most compelling force

round-about my head swirls a horse

orange-red colored suede

trickles down my neck, unpaid

with guns in his pockets

and silver-gold lockets

he takes me out over the sea

and makes me a nice glass of tea

but it was drugged

kisses led from hugged

shoulders, tied down to the rails

with sugar ants marching the trails

my mesas and rivers all winding

sooner or later finding

that i will not exist

in the future, i persist

i'll be gone

under a lawn

ashes to ashes. dust to dust.

i must go, yes, i must

but not right now, i do have time

to take a time and call it mine

my time is now, it's now or never

it's forever