niap

hey there. thanks. i don't know about all that though

life is pain
that's all i know
inside aches like a broken sea storm
?you know the feeling
the screaming vibrations from somewhere deep & far off
yet as close as your own thoughts & flesh, the hairs on it

just calm would be for please
been busted up
busted down
rolled quick, a lot of stones have fallen from the wall sat on

here decent shut eye lacks
night has no breeze
the world stale like no feeling has sprung up springtime
those are my bones & deep muscles tight as boulder fields
hard as bad dreams caught by surprise

love is alive (& doing well)
i though am not

the look of the vulture is slow
starved... half crazed
a sweaty mess dying roadside
you know... flies & maggots goin to town early & fast
at least that's the sun's version of the baking ripe stench
it is death
it is often
it is all ours
special & personal

to get there it rains
it shines
it is a dull rollercoaster
a dim lit lake fogged over
as still & as slow as grandma's old hands when not knitting

holding it all in... a powercord lasso
so heads are beat on that crumbing wall
blood is blood red
bumps are black & blue
hearts go on the tilt
it's out of hand
out of luck & out of time

time has not forgotten
every timepiece ever looked upon had pain
shadows under the sun... they hurt too
they quit runnin down deer
& so (once upon a time)

it's not beautiful below