this is my world,
this is where I run on empty.
where the lights brim with courage and
the music playing is vivaldi,
a cello concertino in G minor.
a word
is carefully written and
brushed like a painter.
a medieval cannon is loaded
FIRE
FIRE
across the world.
the ship is the captain and the
captain is the sailor.
the word is cast and so is the curse.
the night goes hours past
midnight.
sometimes days
sometimes weeks
in front of the screen
once more I watch the clock move.
I am not unhappy,
In fact,
humor is my companion,
wont you come on board?
tonight
I'm a one-legged pirate and
tomorrow I'll be a serial killer or a
suicide
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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