Tuesday

I can travel back and forth and change the space
never the meaning.
Of the words i have told ,
cant be turned into wrongs and rights
my heart is quietly still beating.
That beat if you can hear it
tells you no tales nor lies.

Thursday

heh

My mind is building a hostile amazingness around me ,
I am dripping for blood while the unseen sea of blue follows my soul and heart
as it sparkles and seems so carbonized even tho
its just a turqoize poetry of blank white waves
and the red of the fish.
dont drag me there
um out of cigs