Coffee shops with lavender carpeted ceilings and low hanging chandeliers, imagining smoking pot in antiques showrooms, with all this sort of valuable shit around, shining and glimmering, I would look around at everything and build up a tolerance for that sort of trash, and eventually feeling like all the silver spools out for golden twine... it is all a run off from that one mighty stream, and we are all just small animals, becoming obsolete as the water lessons and we dehydrate quickly and forever. Lava lamps broken into piles and amorphous shapes, calling attention to everything, sharing the love and filling in the blanks, suddenly arriving and we are all exploding inside our hearts, fuselage imploding on sound barrier breaking shuttle and the pilot turns out to be drunk anyway, one drunken cough and the plane lights up like a parade, and having a nice day besides, going out for a moment and sharing the stories that define heart beats, the things that make us move.
Ten thousand year old park blocks
tracing out the negative spaces
shade the contours of her body
from every angle
and she poses eternally
forever a charcoal fragment
of my life
no modesty
desire threesome
mindfulness/awareness
productivity/content
empathy/shared emotion
.....
divorce the mind
we are expanding into oblivion
but hey we met at a strange time
as the buildings collapse
lets finish each others sentences
and marry our thoughts
at a drive through in Las Vegas
they have heaters around
and one day a man from the north arrives
constantly talk of weather when such
imperative decisions are evident
in daily breaths and for daily bread
I can't stop thinking about sushi
and a life ending smile
something easy to accept
for what it is
a personality behind it that sapped the faith out of me
I encountered the girl of dreams
though I can only now tell it all as a fable
something out of a fairy tale
and I am no longer the protagonist
I am only a pathological liar.
