Nanoseconds Poetry: Brain to Pen to You

Words flowing freely in time

[forgiveitup]

Forgiveness

Funny how I can forget the important nights,

silly stories,

but not the look in your eyes.

Starring me down, begging with want.

Pleading for it all to be a joke, 

a pleasant misunderstanding.

I didnt forget. I will forgive.

I do forgive you and of you,

I expect the same in kind.

Forgive me, forgive him forgive us,

dont Forget us.

My sorry is not valid here anymore.

My words have never held wieght for you!

They ricochet in your ears,

transformed by your thick will,

are erased.

Forgotten.

You forgave me before it happened.

I was never real enough to need forgiveness. I was

a figment. 

A thought up conjecture of your happiness

and joy. 

Your damn construction that cant be forgotten.

It’ll linger insider your mente until you give it up

Forgive it up.

Point your eyes to the side

and bleed them of your vanity.

Then you’ll feel forgiveness. 

[forgiveitup]

PanicPicnic

Circled around and behind and below

an ambiguous rock or

boulder or blob of golden mass

the lines march in step

to mine this treasure for 

the queen. she reigns impervious

the perils of monarchy

but not the nature

natural world of fallings

drips, drops, and plops of 

the life giving source

Disruptive, destructive, and 

incredibly serene.

Panic at the picnic.

The weather is never as it seems. 

[forgiveitup]

Indecision

bored on a balmy monday

I ripped the dress off the plastic physic

stripped her bare

then shaved all my pubic hair.

OFF.

fuck the clubs

my pants crumpled into a pile

I dressed a most treasured figure

sliken

and did my very own lapdance

[forgiveitup]

Elevator Pitch

give me 2 minutes

1 topic.

and I,

I will give you a poem.

Take it home

[forgiveitup]

Tactile Texting

the past said the future

would be.

so.

new.

flying not walking

texting not talking

but,

texting,

or sexting, for the tweens,

is an addiction

is satisfaction

is an escape

an excuse

to move your thumbs

    in a dreary romance,

with plastic technology

   free of embrace

[forgiveitup]

Bowl of Cheese

Chipmunks envy my cheeks

They can keep cheese for weeks

I am a prized dairy

They call me the facial fromage fairy

Then the USD, the FDA, the whole goddamn USA

Bans me

What’s next for these jowls?

I will lactate on their towels.  

[forgiveitup]

Wrote it On a Plane

From domination and mental

castration. Education as a birth

a life giving –oxygenating all

parts of the brain a visceral

rejuvenation. I am a n evangelical

of the mind body spirit powered

by the solar energies of the possibilities

that are and will be . the

plausabilities that we dream of

and wake shaking to with beads

of sweat more treasured than gold

but they subside. Vaporized

rubbed out or wiped down into a micro-fiber

on your jersey cotton designer pillowcase across your

lacy –pillowtop luxury bed that

houses and homes millions

of the bacteria that eat your shredded

carcass. Nibbling away at the

erosion of self and are you aware

you are not only changing?

You change.

Subtle seamless serenity

Sheltering substances from the severity of solitude

Yet selfishly strolling straight

Through

The

Silence

An exercise in simple alliteration

An allegory in six steps

All the letters are esses and a’s

My head is at threat from the passing traffic on the airplane’s center aisle.

It’s only aisle

For we are packed 3 by 3 and

Miles long.

Floating forward

Towards the south

Our destination is new Orleans

The undoing of the Mississippi river

And all the character it carries

With him. The old man river

Yet with the power of woman

The placid danger, the lulling fatality submerged beneath an awful

Top and alliterate, we met

With  not alligators but with

Asparagus and artichokes

Sun chokes and choke holds.

Gun slinging, gun holders

Boulder holders

Bra burning and the fight

Of a five million feisty feminists fronting the

Liberation, education

Education away

[forgiveitup]

Family Fun

GIN RUMMY

          500

dollars

minimum

for plastic freedom

chemical burning

the palm

pilot of the future

rushes in.

without warning,

just global warming

your oven for

some buns of

steel germs

and guns

gums

I floss

Despite the blood

Splattered porcelain

[forgiveitup]

NorthSouth

cocaine makes you feel when you’re coming down first you wanna fuck then you wanna fall release the tears that are welled up in your orgasm this is real. yells your mind as you bash it with secretion it’ll wake again and berate you with the truth you know nothing you want more feel nothing fell more it’s morning for the workers but you cannot relate what’s a weekend? what’s a worker? shovel me some snow suffocating nostrils bury me in sin + ceremony of the south why am i north what is the north militarize the difference make the math violent our subtraction is subversive and the minus sign bleeds minorities

[forgiveitup]

Diets

if my guilt eats me where do the calories go? I splurged on some sugar my pleasure is a sin our abundance is our beating our money protects there is money vs my muscle this cellulite is a coinstarfund the jiggling is only change. A gift-card pre-processed. Just wait for commercial forgiveness the truest holiday harmony.

[forgiveitup]

Midnight Snaxxx

I slept next to

The love of my life

But a knife deep inside

Arose me to wake and wander

Naked to the kitchen find a

Plate and a tube shove drugs in

My nose and pretend I am at home

My home is in my heart

Its too bad its closed for

Construction

          Sequestrated and up for sale

It wont be ready before you

Burst from the poison laced

Biscuits that I baked for

Thanksgiving. Sorry for the

Mess

I just love a volatile holiday

[forgiveitup]

NYE

New years Eve.

Is the tiniest death trap

Crushed lungs filling with

Champagne chards that

Ricochet in my viens. The heart

Will exploded-not from love but

From the shoving crowds that

move. Amoebas in the avenue

releasing gases and thrashing

miniscully towards a future that

is heaven sent

we live by the stars but

we’d sell em at first chance

tides for a tenner on every

street corner in SoHo.

Orbits-the latest craze

The millenials

Will tire of its repetition

Before they can drown from its

Dizziness

What path are we trashing forward upon

Is it not already layers deep of the human

Waste from the white world of now

And then. Mostly then.

Our starting point that we race away from

Forget measurement and progress

Give me novelty and mindnumbers

Numbers that ground our existence

Alive for 28 years 4 months 3 days with 15,050 dollars in the bank

And 2 friends on facebook – I am

A modern metered marvel.

Evidence-based personhood

Its all based on reality

The triviality of going anywhere and doing anything at all

Read me now and see that

My travels are in jest

And my brain’s the bigger pest

Tugging at my puppet strings

But ill never stand alone

Orchestrated from above

This freedom is a illustrative scene

In the mindfuck of life’s play

[forgiveitup]

Funerality

I wish that I had fireworks. I wish that I were a firework. when I die. bury me in the 4th of july

[forgiveitup]

Sadness

A true American tale

Of life in the Midwest. If it

Were the Mideast Id be dead.

Carpetbombed a million times

Out of existence

          And out of sadness

Nothing feels

          Nothing fills me either way

Each day just another

Step towards nothing

There is no future

No.

Not when yer beard and your tongue will get you burned.

Prayer only reifies the pity

And the play of life

Cast us a spell on our soul so

That it may know less sadness

Than

Madness

          Or the lochness

Monstear

A beast we create from nature

Not nurture

Always the enemy

The misunderstood

The sanding under the mistletoe

[forgiveitup]

Chandelier

they called her chandelier.

or was it him?

I cant recall

but i know that.

that from the bruises they not fear a broken body