Screw you…

WAIT NO!

Shit that didn’t come out right,

Let me start again for a second time

Again on this train track of traversing terrors

Terror’s tempest airing the vents of bloody ears of noisy SHIT!

I didn’t mean to yell at you man

Man I love you

You who has looked at me with admiration

Admiring the mattered dust of sleepy stained eyes.

Eyes looking ahead at the bright blurring column lights

Lights bloating out our sense of natural bodies with silent assaulting hums.

I’m trying now to take off my hats of pretention

Pretentious thoughts

Thoughts of fabric leaking over my brows

Oh PLEASE let my brows be kissed by silken threads

Threading beads of calming crescent water

Water cracking over my skeptical skull.

I’m trying now,

Now I’m making an effort

Endeavoring through the heated haze

Haze of minds eye in electric serenity

Serene impulse pleasures and feasting words

Wordy instructions of discipline.

PLEASE DISCIPLINE ME!

I’m sorry for my selfish screw you

Screwing you on a disorder I could never find order in

In ignorance

In sickness

In health

In hands held together

In tin bands binding us

In LOUD songs playing of unions

…

Oh God, I am so tired.

© 2014 Jared "I.J" Steinberg. All Rights Reserved.

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