glass thoughts
instant mind-shatter –
your doting mouth-tones
bring little comfort
after dramatic
scaling of my
cellophane-walled soul –
water-logged expressions
work their labored
way out of your
mirrored blue lens –
is it another you
you see, or the
complex configurations
of one lost?
rumination ad infinitum….
4/10/03
all hell breaks
when the
l-o-o-s-e
thoughts come –
as if heaven
slammed shut
its gates, and
screaming became
the only form of
c-o-m-m-u-n-i-c-a-t-i-o-n –
blistering depths
scathing nonsensical
analysis, phrases, images,
thoughts, feelings,
thoughts
again –
and
again –
jumbled, like
so much toxic
waste in nether-
netherland –
brilliant mind
or insanity’s
rantings –
or both?
either way,
the aliens
clearly chose
the wrong
girl for
this job....