Wednesday, April 28, 2010

It wasn’t your roommate’s fault, I was the one who dropped your photo album. I was just so shocked to see how happy you used to be.

Monday, April 26, 2010

I'm just giving you a head's up

When you’re dead-
Not like I’m planning or anything-
I’ll keep myself from crying
By telling myself that
Your decomposing body
Will one day help birth new grass

God, and that plaid on plaid you wear is making me want to vomit

When you speak
I only hear jackhammers
Tools that break down my grip on reality
And my sympathy for the world
Won’t you just hush for a second
And leave my headache alone

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

A Blasphemous Claim Destroys Everything (Class Exercise 4)

Actually, it’s after hours around these parts and
Boy, your beat box booms too loud.
Couldn’t you keep it quiet?
Do you desire decay of order?
Do you enjoy the idea of everyone eventually
Falling far from forming lines?
Go on and get your good laughs in:
Hinder us from holding honesty
In our hearts and in our eyes.
Go on and jest and joke about our justice,
Keep calling names and causing commotion,
Let your language call out lies.
Maybe making memories will magically wake you up
Not only to your nonsense notions of the norm,
Or to your obnoxious observations of others,
But possibly to the potential of becoming a productive person.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

We'll call it a "Love Ruckus"

When the sunlight slips back through the blinds and makes patterns on the floor
When we can open our doors again without fear of Mother Nature
When things come up from the ground instead of down from the sky
That’s when we’ll attack
We'll set out with our glitter gluey fingers and our marker marked up arms
And we’ll tie-dye the hearts of the people who say they don’t like to smile.