Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Without Sugar

Hi. It's been about a billion years since I posted anything. I feel like my style and voice has developed significantly since my last post. So here's a thing I wrote entitled "Without Sugar". Let me know your thoughts.

I watch my people,
stumbling in this corner of the sandbox
where the weeds grow.
A messy meeting of atoms
feeding on words and feelings,
lapping each other up like cats do milk.
No bodies for the brimstone
to bother, a smokey existence
with no blood to hold brandy.
Regret steeps this smoke,
a black tea without sugar,
and I sip and muse,
save us from our souls.
Melt this place.
Give us lungs to drown with.
Teach us how to swim,
and to die.

No comments:

Post a Comment