Monday, September 29, 2008

Roman candle birthday cake

Vomit boils with delight
Gleeful acid bubbles
Swarming up my throat's hot passage
Claustrophobic and tired with misuse
Bursting in my mouth
And I sick up everything
Chocolate clover car accidents
Unspoken fears, nervous ticks,
Pastel colored conformities
Conscious and subconscious insecurities
Bad dreams spill over my feet and up my face.
And I lick my fingers
I hide this mess of me

1 comment:

Agent Jellie said...

Oh goodness I love this.

"Chocolate clover car accidents"

man.