Wednesday, November 23, 2011

HOSPITAL LIGHTS
ARE BRIGHT
AND SICKENING.

WHEN GOING TO A HOSPITAL TO GET WELL
EXPECT PHARMACEUTICALS NOT VITAMINS
PACKAGED PROCESSED FOOD NO FRUIT.
SUGAR OR FAKE SUGAR NO HONEY.
HONEY.

PEOPLE WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
CALL YOU BY YOUR BED NUMBER.

WE WENT TO THE HOSPITAL
AND SPENT THE NIGHT
JUST GOT OUT TODAY.
IS WAS TRAUMATIC.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

WHEN YOU GROW UP.
YOUR EYES GET PEELED LIKE ONIONS.

I HAVE BECOME A BOARD.
AN IRONING BOARD.
CARDBOARD.
SOME KIND OF BLANK UN INTRIGUING
BORD.
ALL THAT I AM MY FACE MY BREASTS MY LAUGH MY TASTES
ALL FLATTENED
IN TO A BOARD THAT HAS YOUR NAME ENGRAVED.

I SEE YOU AND YOUR HUNGRY EYES I SEE MY REFLECTION TELL ME.

I KNOW YOU ARE BORD.