JohnnyRuin @ February 1, 2008 # 2 Comments
(21) Story Building
by chris walker
It’s hard to breathe, sometimes. Like I was hit in the solar plexus. Or like my lungs are full of foam.
you speak pretty and hard.
write a book about me and dedicate it to yourself
There’s something about your pictures.
that goes right into my eyes
and through my brain
then right down my throat
and it […]
Editor @ February 27, 2007 # No Comment Yet
La Maison Solitaire
you don’t have to lie
to keep me alive
but if you would
bring me
lemon sherbet
and i’ll eat it
before the afterglow
is over
before your next smoke
and then we’ll lie
on dirty, discarded mattresses
(sex only as an afterthought)
sweating more
than we probably should
annihilation through anonymous flesh
i won’t tell you
how all my favorite books
are ruined
because
water beats paper
makes wrinkles
ruins pages
and all the […]