words to wake to
you are most yourself this morning
with your hair leaning east for
right before you touch it
and become everyone else again
they are all contained in the television,
ads for booze, the flaming circus tent sex,
they cannot touch you in that moment
not like i can.
posted by w.weston at
11:29 PM
2 Comments:
this one is so good and i notice that it had no comments..pity, really. love the imagery if im being honest-i got one of the best visions of your crazy psychotic mind at its prime. me gusta mucho
you know, will, you don't have to resort to commenting on your own poems. shouldn't you be out measuring waists or chewing denim or bartering for tips?
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