Wednesday, September 23, 2009

contemplating the hyperventilating .

(painted by Jenny Saville, copyrighted image)


Wallow.


feels like im falling asleep
under; in the sinking deep.

truck,
fuck.

ducking dreams of drooling,
suck-in the rubbery tooling;
you ain't fooling, no fooling.
the tempurature aint cooling.

hurt,
spurt.

hurt me, bruise me; am i awake?
am i mixed well into the cake bake?

pinch me, inch by inch; flinch me.
shake it off, take it on, the way it be.

state,
await.

yes, no? it hurts the crest of this chest;
and its forming your stung, dung nest.

swallow,
wallow.

its stressing me out, runt.
lost in a maze, haze; hunt.
this hiss, bliss; you be blunt.
stay away, turn; you shunt.

wither whether,
too tithe tether.

;[signed]

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