Electric Thought

this above else is the Truth:
there is nothing to be said
put yourself to bed
get dead
give head
be anti-social in the closet
only skeletons know your secrets
we could beat them out of you if we tried
but let us not get sublime
silly silly silly pill-taking girl
smiles like cupcakes curl on you tongue
get dumb
love your mum
creation is eternity
stretch out your soul
like an eternal baloon
force yourself to swoon

or let go )forever and a day(

a tree
a god
a dog
love
direct truth
vermouth
and satan
paint pumpkins black on all hallow's eve
grieve and bereave your sleeve depraved as it is in lust
maximize you bust in the pusuit of trust )oh good god(
symbolic reference
the pain of god
Aphrodite, Nefretiti, Donald Duck, and poo

So: it's been a long time, been a long lonely lonely road, i guess. (punctuation is betrayal of thought )or not(
This is my new i-dea: I would like splice up my favourite passages from the Iliad and weave them together to build a new poem )or whatever(
Note to self: fourtet is rad. e-mail greek gods...oh god.
experimental prose is love.
I love all of you -- keep on reading.