September 28, 2004

Bored word play

I felt the slip a second sooner than expected
and since the feeling's never left me
I kind of feel like I'm just floating
in the darkness in the water
alone not thinking,
arrested resting.
Just waiting till the sinking starts.


Retarded;
tarnished controlling brothers
holding wrists and twisting, pinching
fists hit with too much force,
slightly torn flesh is what resulted.
Reddened, bluish, yellowed, blackened:
these arms are rainbows arcing
twisted rays almost escaping.
My tips and toes so close to heaven.


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