we're out of coffee...

(started my new job today....it was dead. so i wrote this on a paper bag...)


You pick up your pencil
In a devious emotion
In etched silver imperfection
To mark down your alterations in stark white flesh

Your hands burn a brighter blue
They smell of swine and incarceration
You step with both feet in a fateless frenzy
In a dim light stereotype

I ache with ambition
To bleed your dirty touch

Do you think I’m asking too much?
When your face is dripping down temptation
Your voice in scarlet frequencies
Just above my ears reach
Just above sanity

We’re stirring conversation into our coffee with little sterling spoons

Your fingers clench table cloths
Bleeding a distinctive aura

My lips dare touch

And your lies taste more graceful than ever before
Almost like winter ballet
Resembling autumns golden leaves
Mirroring moonlit archways

My hands reach out to pull you in
You belong right here
Deep red inside me

Quench my parched thirst



We’re out of coffee

• On Friday, December 29, 2006, carlosjackal (1799) wrote:
  
  "You belong here/Deep red inside me" This was like taking the situation of tea for two but subverting it beyond all recognition and making it something all the more glorious.
  
  
• On Wednesday, December 20, 2006, Alanarchy (1483) wrote:
  
  "Your voice in scarlet frequencies just above my ears reach just above sanity" So very cool. hahaha, and now I realise miss lissa highlighted the same lines I did. Oh well. Twice as bad. Write on.
  
  
• On Wednesday, December 20, 2006, Bella Butchery (947) wrote:
  
  can i steal your skills, please?
  
  
• On Tuesday, December 19, 2006, dying angel (1076) wrote:
  
  "And your lies taste more graceful than ever before"..omg. bazil. this was sooo amazing. i would love to see how it looks on the paper bag. i can picture it. i think it would make the most beautiful art.
  
  
• On Tuesday, December 19, 2006, verablue (139) wrote:
  
  too bad i dont have a scanner :( my handwriting ios pretty awful though.
  
  
• On Tuesday, December 19, 2006, dying angel (1076) wrote:
  
  aww. lol. its okay. its still pretty to imagine.
  
  
• On Monday, December 18, 2006, Mylissa (1128) wrote:
  
  Lovely title...and stunning poem. "Your voice in scarlet frequencies, Just above my ears reach, just above sanity." Beautiful.