modern novel

20 May 2011 § Leave a comment

shooting oil with a bourbon chaser.
everybody’s got a story, and
this is how we face them:

with a witty little title
which is written by a cynic,
but remember that he’s hopeful
for a change in your perspective.

so he doused the words in kerosene,
prayed to his creativity, and
scored a melody to wretched cities.

a testament of genius
rocks autistic,
never drowns.

lit cigarette and smile
sat by the stream –
weary, both counted fish

and found what mirrors had
discounted. they swam
and came the afterglow.
soon, it kept ideas afloat.

show me with your words:
her life in neon green, or
mountains growing trees,
leaves toward rising seas, and
the dawnish orange melodies
of katie lee’s unlovely dreams.


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