Sunday, June 29, 2008

Nacido Sangriento

Assembled. Polished. Branded. Forced. Beyond.

No names. Never names. Arteries, ventricles, veins.

Ropes unwind. Into...

FRINGES. On the fringes. Always on the fringes. Existing on the fringes. Coming off the hinges.

Water washes away.

2 comments:

our lady of perpetual stuff and nonsense said...

half the walls in my kitchen are bright yellow, and the cabinets are totally done, except for touchups. i didn't bother sleeping, because i figured that there are 24 usable hours in every day, and i can sleep when i'm dead.

hope your day finds you well, dear boy.

-r

Anonymous said...

i think my wisdom toof is coming in.

-beth