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but look at the infestation, you say,
and i say what’s that but a bunch of bugs tryna buy some time;
say this must be what it is like to play god
and i ain’t fucked up enough for that yet

still, i’ll bet the king was the first to go,
and in the end they all somewhere else;
see the walls emptied of bodies,
see them all belly up and bloated,
see how much easier they are to deal with when no longer breathing

and what here have we learned if not that the unwelcomed
are just static in the ears of someone else, that sometimes,
we do horrible things in the name of silence.
look out the rearview to see a thunderstorm
    orchestrating the florida sky, light keys
   and a baseline making believers of us all, and
 see how hope only hunts in the shadows,
       we the soaked and cold;
   say eat this and become the fire
because we all want to see something beautiful burn
       be it the heavens or ourselves;
   so what if we have eaten the night and,
 speaking of the sky. or to it:
we have spent too long trying to trade places,
  miles for miracles, but it just don’t work like that.
 both see the world and not say a damn thing
 so, why see at all? why not say goodbye already?

 but see, there is more than one way to empty yourself,
    funny too how the bong is a kind of mouth,
          all swallowing or spitting up, and watch:

eventually your tongue will become the interstate, ahead for miles.
Voici quelle nous avons attendu.
   Pas le jour, peut-être, mais le temps. Regarde-on
 les nuages violets; comment la lumière est forte,
     comment la nuit est videe. Tu penses toujours que
    le ciel tombera quand tu est sur la terre.

Mais vois-tu les étoiles? Il y a les fantômes lourd d'absence.

 Dis au revoir.

 Dis tu les verras bientôt.

                                              * * *

This is what we have waited for.
   Not the day, perhaps, but the time. Look at
 the purple clouds; how the light is loud,
     how the night is empty. You always think that
    the sky will fall when you are on the ground.

But have you seen the stars? There are the ghosts heavy with absence.

 Say goodbye.

 Say you will see them soon.
tout seul dans le parc au coucher de soleil
"all alone in the park at sundown"

this beast of a wordvomit is my attempt at writing (bullshit) in a second language       [i cheated]
this crowded mausoleum,
say willy & michael & matt & jeremy & ian
and look at how their names become a song

see: boy stomaches an entire medicine cabinet to fill himself
see: boy becomes asteroid and lands, face first, on the interstate
see: boy origami folds his car around a tree in the forest,
or, boy is the tree and falls to the floor of a concrete jungle
and makes a sound. every time.

see how i’m the unaffected third party.
perhaps i killed them with my silence,
see this smoking barrel of a tongue

say nothing about what i have seen
though nowadays funerals all feel like reunions
except in black and without the dancing.

see all this dirt on my shoes?
say i’ve got three states and a thousand miles in my soul so
i had my share of lookin’

like how we survived the mayan apocalypse
but not the knives or pills or keys,
and there’s got to be a lesson in there somewhere, there being the bodies.
as if the beautiful corpses are any less dead, so goodbye i guess
to all you poets, and the words that have died along with you;

say that i miss you, my god, how i miss you all.
quite a few sir, she says, and lays down her weapons. i guess it’s been a long
time since i’ve felt like home in my own frame.  the air becomes nails
and i offer up my hands. say, i am not here to fix but build upon though
that is to say it can never be undone. see, i too have scrapped my bones
with sheet metal and mirror in the hopes that you can see yourself in me;
say you can fill the nascent gaps and together we can hold off the sky. and i
never had any weapons to begin with, so i hope my walls will be enough.
we'll see, she says, and stops up the blood.


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BlackBowfin Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Much thanks.  :)
azuline-furcula Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2016
thank you.
successwithhonor Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2016  Student Writer
arabesque-o Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2016  Student Photographer
I like your pretty words.
successwithhonor Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2016  Student Writer
i like that you like them
:heart: :rose: :coffeecup:
lunaticofsilence Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2016
Thank you very much for the favorite! :sun: :') :) May peace be with you.
sundaysoon Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank'ya greatly
TheKerwinator Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2016  Professional Writer
Thank you! :D
MisfitableGrae Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2015   Writer
omg holy shit i just saw that you suggested one of my poems for a DD, that's honestly amazing?? how dare you i love you so much thank you so so much i freaked when i saw youre absolutely perfect youre literally amazing???? thank you thank you holyyy thank you
successwithhonor Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2015  Student Writer
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