All These Rooms

7.1.06
Waiting for the sunrise
I’ve decided today
I’ll be the brother
who has died
and you can be the one
who fills his pockets
with rocks. You can throw
them at the parked cars
as you pass the open mouthed
mansions in Ladd’s addition,
as their windows dart
and twitch with that last
burst of dreaming that comes
just before waking.
Today you will glare
at the joggers insulting
their dogs […]

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i wanna be so rich…
if you say my name on television
you die of homosexuality.

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she is an emaciated leech
who slid down to the toenail of an economy,
sucking and slurping.
they hung her and mutilated and burned her.
the mouth of a savior
with human teeth,
masticated, pulverized and
swallowed her into the lord.
a tongue:
not just for rhetoric, but passing food
back and forward in nashing jaws.
whispering it was her fault for exciting their intrest,
screaming harlot […]

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when you’re out, sell your lucky one
so no one can leave
don’t you like what you’re fleeing
enough to keep it?
only hope till your coffin’s warm
don’t hardly speak
time a little time
and you clutch to the heat
**half credit/ inspiration to J. Vernon**

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