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brick and mortar baby
how do I put this lightly,
perhaps an anvil will do
oh, but I’m always the coyote
you speedy devil, you
can crush me in an instant
you can split me into two
as I run on air to catch up
you know just what to do,
so tear away the painting
post no bills up on the wall
I’m your brick and mortar baby
we know either way I’ll fall
rand0m th0ught #107
in their confident voices, I hear only ignorance
but than again
my fly has been down all morning —
naturally
rand0m th0ught #106
you’ll always be either
too skinny, or too fat
if you’re looking through the eyes
of another,
at least that’s what I saw,
it’s what they tell me
all the time
rand0m th0ught #105
it’s not the socialites with expensive cars
that I envy, it’s the people who butter my toast
and their diligent nature, that like fall trees,
I can’t help but look at in awe
It is a musical
Locked in a windowless room
there is no time,
only the faint sound
of what I imagine to be
cars passing by, and the ho-hum
of emergency vehicles,
truck tires and angry squeals
exhausted pipes, clinking steel
turbine engines far off zeal.
It is
a musical,
here in the dark
outside, I know, it’s everything but.
rand0m th0ught #104
look a little less
in the mirror,
and a little more
inward,
it’s funny, telling all this
to my reflection
rand0m th0ught #103
broken doesn’t necessarily mean
waiting to be fixed
mouthful of blues
I can see you now
gaily waving,
while I swallow
your mockery
in one crisp bite,
I don’t know
if you notice me
choking, but anyway
it’s beautiful how
you seem to dance
in the light,
and what stories
we’ll tell enveloping,
I can already feel
you fight,
this ain’t your first
time being selfless, and
this ain’t my first
mouthful of blues,
I just can’t help it
sincerely,
yours
my admiration for you.
rand0m th0ught #102
if a child falls
in Bushwick, Brooklyn
but there is no one around to hear them
do they make a sound?
Words Of An Average White Male 