Tuesday, April 17, 2007
learning to manage
manipulate every breath. control every heart beat. framing pictures of eclipses. white fades. days blur. salvation in aisle four. arms race to redemption. american dream or second hand nightmare. industry swallowed improvement. i will lead the funeral procession before the parade. fulfilling my postmodern meaning. bask in pious pride or bathe in a moral massacre. i feel the wind and hear the leaves blow. but all i see is glass and cement. i am blind past the branches. you are the air in my throat. but i will trap you in my chest. we will bury simplicity under a stage.
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