Heres the problem Im drunk and you are passed out Im here stuck processing all of the events of the night While you, seemingly peacefully, processing the days events through some kind of altruistic, inate process, I am stuck here trying to process things manually with my conscience. Knowing full well that while I am… Continue reading Aftermath of a difficult night. (The process of processing)
I walk up to the bar, Ready to consume that American dream Often lost in inebriation or other things. That dream that everyone knows happened, but can’t seem to remember. I order a Manhattan, and the bartender pours me a splash From every bottle in the bar. She adds so many garnishes my lips can’t… Continue reading Drinking the Dream at the Libertine
They say that memory problems can be cured By scheduling and plenty of sleep But wouldn’t you think just the reverse? Slumber is forgotten As soon as the egg pan is drained and washed What’s to remember? Last night I saw a Jellybean-fish Shaped like a hotdog. Really? Last night I had a conversation, last… Continue reading Memory Problems
I came to college, only to begin My lifelong battle with carcinogens First came the coffee to keep me awake, And then the loneliness, my sleep to take. And then the ulcers formed from all the stress, Of getting it all done with great fineness. Whilst lack of sleep and caffeine kill the brain, A slow… Continue reading College and Carcinogens (a song for the dismal)
Her shadow haunts me from below This pond in which we used to go. Where we would picnic, talk, and laugh But now the speech is only half. She stares at me from down below The ponds surface ..as if she knows, That I’m the one that put her there, Her bleeding flesh, and… Continue reading Adiline
Outside on the street submerged in orange light, I’m perched watching cars tunnel through the night. I flashback to Dallas to hear your soft tone, I hear the train sound, and then I’m alone. I go home to call, but you are not there. I think of you out in the city air, With… Continue reading Train Bells on a Clear Night
Cliffhanger The sun comes down, Like butter melting over a globe-shaped roll. She and I eat sandwiches on a high cliff. Both of us laugh At the thought of Fall ing. She lounges back, props up on my chest, and sighs. The sun props itself upon the earth’s chest, and sighs too. We stay there… Continue reading Cliffhanger
A universe exploded Such an explosion It spawned: Dark, light, daytime, and heat. It was cold already. In that explosion, love formed And took shape over time, Just as the worm did. Which ultimately turned into The giant worm. God watched from a close by station What did He evolve from? A crash? Why doesn’t… Continue reading Evolution
When I was walking to my class, I saw a young man there. He was talking to himself, and pulling on his hair. He threw his book upon the ground. (He only carried one) Upon the bridge, he screamed and yelled, It did not seem too fun. He slammed the book again! AGAIN! Until it… Continue reading When I Was Walking to my Class
o land on my feet a few steps from where I left off. why. Turn a new leaf and leave it on the table Light the lanterns, and put paint on the stables You’ve been docked at a phantom beach, Looking for Neptune to fall. Fathers, children, facts, and fables. The Kremlin, Koran, parliament, dradles. Mend and… Continue reading Why.
Zonino The Rambler 