Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I'm 36

I'm 36
I'm driving on a street filled with beggars and millionaires
The middle class is gone.. Almost, there's me still. Hm
I wish I could walk but I can't... it's dirty black corolla
plastic rims, manual locks, fabric seats, blown out
It's an automatic, it doesn't even need my help
I open my wallet and it's filled with pennies
Last meal was yesterday, it was sardines
I work at a failure insurance company
The front door wasnt touched today
I'm entertained by playing farmville
The other employees ignore me
I have one friend on FB.. Mike
I've never met him, never will
I have a masters in physics
I don't recall e=mc^2 at all
I live in a dank apartment
No elevator, no windows
The showers lukewarm
I don't use shampoo
My bed is only 6 ft.
Girls don't see me
Only the dullards
I cannot dream
Or daydream
6 hr sleep
Wakeup
Repeat.

Ode

Ode to...

I think about you like a beggar thinks about Benjamin, like an alcoholic thinks about his booze, like caterpillar thinks about a butterfly, like the ugly duckling thought about a swan, like a Mexican thinks about America, like a construction worker thinks about his building, like a young boy on the streets of Akron thinks about Lebron James.

I have wanted you since the day I discovered you, hence my constant thinking about you. Your possession in imminent, I do not doubt that fact.

(Chali 2na)

Friday, September 2, 2011

Love

Love is (an/a):

-Ghost
-Fuse
-Fire
-Coconut
-Bottlerocket
-Shirt
-Book
-Car
-Camera
-Robot
-Street
-Pyramid
-Cement
-Team
-Music
-Glasses
-Shadow
-Harness
-Ant
-Ring
-Knife
-Watch
-Sticker