Steal Lives

[Gronk]

(This is what happens when you try writing on too much drugs.)
Steal Lives
Still in a couple of sea/see without flickering
Steal done?
Ghosts of Christmases pass presents to be
Arose upon every dustbin, spectrums that sparkle
Measures relative center
Haikus stirred between cigarettes
Immovable ashtrays
What makes me tick switches you on
Lead on wood tracing blue notes on
Air, scratching instinctively aiming
Gnorw way back and a cross
No way down all sides up
Swords to ploughshares
Scrolls to fiberglass
Etched on stone
Burst a zit mirror on volcano erupts
Wright yonder cigarettes
Pop another pill make it to mass en-work
Plants the victims, we the drugs
We’re allergic to the sun/son
Sky ain’t blue that’s shortsightedness
A flower for every cherry pop-star-t
-art true syllable lacquered tomes
that sometimes
get
wet
snakeyed Gemini
lift off invisibles
sheath… …
g- shock Samson night with apes, mice on keyboards attached

 

[the existential blues]

i usually write best when im under the influence. it lets me attune to things i normally wouldnt have noticed. good words, i liked it.