Saturday, April 7, 2012

travel poem 2

can you take off work because you feel sad
going to be late, placing too much hope on a bus

feel suspicious that nobody i know has cancer
suspicious i'm going to be the 1 in 3

my eyes are vibrating in their sockets
wish this was a precurser to levitation

not sure what the point of going places is though
bumblebees here seem big

also suspicious of april's sunshine
i want to close my eyes and not open them until you are here

feeling leaden, smelling of honey
getting lipstick on my keyboard right now

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