Submissions by faerie_dog (Hank)

and here i thought i was a little lamb
and here you were all along
on the up and down
mind you dont flip the switch
and have everyone going out sexing.
cornerman drugstore and they have real food stuff too. and my O my do you look blue.
aw its nothing, its nerves, come'on get in the truck
and its always rainy when i come to new york
and the elbow lovers and the piles of books on plastic tables in the park
and the rooftop watertowers and the train
runs past the window and everything rattles and they say its very grounding
and the endless...

a great love revisited feels like cardboard
and there's underground rivers of violence
below the streets of lovers lane
a great affair, as it lives in memory by the
one who was taken by it, tries to
be revived in every gesture and false
mannerism and is disturbed
by the aggressively unpredictable reciprocity...
...meaning how do you let go?
how do you let your life's prime mover
become human?
how do you insult them sweetly, like
a real pal, to escape that hand projection
life illusion?
tremble under my weight
there was...