Devious Journal Entrykind of creepy-poignant but not really.
i was wondering the other day is there is a mathematical equation that graphs as a ekg line.
Catastrophe eyesI would like to protest against your catastrophe, your “the sky is falling.” You cause your own catastrophe.Catastrophe eyes
Sit formal in the dead of summer in that stark white dress and wait on your porch for the eventual catastrophe.
The air is getting thinner at the same rate of her lips and just breathe and just breathe through the catastrophe.
Disaster has burrowed a home into your ribcage. I think your eyes are open doors for catastrophe.
“You never did appreciate perfection enough,” I say. You say, “Perfection is just bait for a catastrophe.
Sugar in an hourglassThe humans below us thundered that another angel was shot down by US troopsSugar in an hourglass
so we alighted on the wind, flew to Iraq,
and took the body, still and white
like ocean stones, back to our safe
in the clouds, our castle spun
of water vapour. We don’t hold funerals often. Bullets merely clip our wings and our feathers
drop like whirlygigs. These are the ones that little kids find and keep
under their pillows, hiding them until
they disappear from doubting eyes.
We disappear often. You know, we built the man in the moon,
pressing against the moonyou wanted us to walk towards the sun see our shadows furled out after our feet step by step me behind you one by one you wanted us to watch the ground recede to greet the horizon as the earth turned but i never liked to listen to you after all your wishes left me sunburned left my skin red and my heart artic you left me the day after you built your wings of wax and flew like icarus too near too high and i swear in the evenings the whisper of your wings is all i hear your voice promising every promise true these are the times i wish i followed youpressing against the moon
PensiveI was winding balls of yarn when the telephone rang, and somehow, the caller ID managed to turn itself off. I didn’t pick up the phone because it had been one of thosePensive
please-don’t-say-anything-because-I-don’t-wanna-talk-to-you-about-your-great-aunt’s-cat days, so the machine took the call with an earnest little beep, but the only thing that
answered was a chorus of clicks, and I couldn’t really tell if it was a hang-up noise or a electro-voice throwing a tantrum because no one
human wanted to listen.
Maybe it came from reading dictionaries like stories when I was eight, or skip
Lovely poems you have, keep up the good work!
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