Wednesday, July 7, 2010

the machine in my house won't stop beeping, someone is there
around 4 am i climbed onto the bathroom again and tried to hoist
black shit on my arms, found pieces of the swiffer under my pillow
sometimes there is this weird dark dust on the seat of the toilet
i think i talked to the two men in the guardroom for 15 minutes about god
but they were talking about ladders and i kept trying to close the door
"Here he moved, to and fro, from the door to the window, from the window
to the door; from the window to the door, from the door to the window;
from the fire to the bed, from the bed to the fire; from the bed to the fire,
from the fire to the bed; from the door to the fire, from the fire to the door..."
i need to begin again at something, no food, no light, no speech, no persons outside
get a little longer in your mind's bitch before i come back and there's a darker knob
make a sandwich have a baby bring me the plastic doll i asked for age three to have something to beat the shit from and did not get until it was too late

5 comments:

Ken Baumann said...

'make a sandwich have a baby bring me the plastic' was scrunched as 1 line on my phone, i thought it belonged to rap

good sentence

jereme said...

this is really fucking good.

KRISTIN said...

stunner.

last three lines heartbreak me.

goatrodeo said...

Nice. You need to post more here.

Susan said...

please