Friday, September 24, 2010

I Once Loved Woman


She reaches
Across the bar and
Grabs both my arms,
"Even if she left you,"
she said,
"I can tell that deep down you're
a good guy."

"Ha!" I reply,
"Deep down
I'm a Dirty
Old
Man
Enticing you to whisper
What you never thought was possible
Deep down I'm only here
To make you fall for me
Then kick you whilst you're down,
Deep down I'm as cold as
The bottom of the ocean
Waiting for the shipwrecked
Bodies to sink
I am the callous wind
Howling through
The telephone wires carrying your message
I am a tearful good-bye; I am
The whispers of yesterday's news
Breaking the bonds of tomorrow
Deep down I am a broken heart
Dragged
Through the shards of a
Chalice's promise.

Deep down

No.
I am not
A good man."


~Look, No Hands

Love,
Digress.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Climactic.


It was the next day that it began appearing in the sink. Each time I turned the taps to the faucet, the water would run normally. I doused my hands. I washed my hands. I closed the taps. Each time, I'd look down into the porcelain bowl and there it was. It had the texture of mucus, with the exception of yellow, the colours were never the same. Strands of green and white, blue and orange, red and brown. It was like mutant Aquafresh. Each time after shutting off the taps, it would linger, stare back at me. I lost my patients with it, turned the taps back on and washed it down the drain. It only appeared those two days. It hasn't been back.


~Living Alone, Lonely, Far Too Long.

Kjærlighet,

Digress.

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Rough Year.


24 hour news television,
Firearms,
Cookie dough, and
Brandy;
The only things to eat.

Her broken wings
Chained her to the ground.
I gave her time to heal
And she flew away.

Sweet bird.
Fly south.

Good-bye.


~There's got to be an app for that.

Kjærlighet,
Digress.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Sweet Talker.


A million smiles painted
On the ceiling of a night sky.

A wink carried
On the breath of the forest.

A kiss in the darkness.

A glimmer in your eye.

This is affection.



~Now everybody knows.


Love,
Digress.