Eyes

2 02 2011

I watched Battle for Algiers last night and wrote this just now.

Eyes

Blood-let
the color in your eyes.
Switch on a fuzzy gel —
Anything to

diffuse
filter

Pour out the rageful, beating heart.
Must they be military drums hammering in your mind?
the pulses of all the dusty, limp arms pertruding from the rubble:
hairs on a scalp.

The smell of burning flesh cooking,
the main course for the victors.

Please.
When you have let go to grasped a few seconds,
and noticed the rain,
the drums fading out, replaced by sopranos wailing dirges,
maybe then will the intoxication finally fall like a white curtain,
letting you

see.





iNsANiTy

27 09 2010

Jeez, this already seems bad just from the obnoxious title.

iNsANiTy

I lose my mind as you
Lose lose my soul in
the dark of those hideously, beautiful
Eyes.