1. 01:00 18th Feb 2012

    Notes: 17

    Reblogged from dmichaelthompson

    Tags: poetryspilledinkcollabwordscreativesaintdavidwhoartgossubmission

    Smoky blues

    in these halls
    the stale smoke
    still lingers like
    mint leaves curled
    into scalding cups
    of angry water, pale
    green dissolves into
    particles, better consumed 

    and it doesn’t quite
    matter how high
    we get when next
    mornings cobwebs
    have yet to be spun
    is it worse than what
    you expected? 


    cataclysm blues blasting
    a harrowing circle in 
    the back of my temporal    lobe
    I see stars    I see wonder
    just another junk-tight night,
    just another merry-go-round night,
    just another fucking night

    the blues are all played out
    seeing sensory overload
    in a mac-truck gone astray 
    surrealism    when the pipe takes hold
    it’s all real, it’s all a dream, it’s alright
    when the sun comes up,
    a bloody nose     a bleeding gut     a sterile cut

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    whoartgos in regular font

    saintdavid in italics. 

    (Source: dmichaelthompson)

     
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