Saturday, December 14, 2013

Flower Bullets

I. Tucson

i was put in a room
& released into the zoo
but without proper
inoculation

the stars are hotter
in the desert
and confusion
more confusing

my theory is
the more you think
the less that is
thought out

and not all problems
can be fixed with science

II. Orlando

what a strange paradise,
the swaying palms
have yet to bear fruit
& the papaya tree in
the backyard
was cut in
half

the ground is flat
much like the people
and I'm beginning to think
I am tall again

I want them to know
there is a way out
from somewhere 
internal

'cause in this building
of white walls
you must make your
own shoes

I am falling
in love with it
all over
again
but I am still falling

III. Jersey

making peace
with what you left behind
is much harder than
hammering a nail
then removing it

it's more a
kick in the face
and siphoning pain
onto a page
but,
I bled it until
I was empty and
the pages became
more representative of
the person
I used to be

& that is how
I am reminded

'I do not love you,
you merely complete
a part of me
I had to leave
at the baggage claim
to make room for
my head'

IV.

you must
keep looking
even if it means
hiding in black clouds
at midnight
or believing in
something you have
yet to feel
and yet
it goes by quicker
when you know what
you're looking for

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