Packing papers, and books I excessively borrowed
were obsessions to greed
on cheap publications in bulky totes
to suffocate my fingers
… Leaving the house still seem strange
- my skin raw and snapped chilled
each time I locked the door…
Staring and listening to depleted faces
hearing familiar voices
were alien sounds to others
- my eyes glared in images scrolling
… With a mind overloading minute tasks
listing garlic breads, sardines, eggs and sausages
carrots, onions, bananas and discount cola…
Returning fading labeled tapes forgotten
were memories of echoed viewing
on unhealthy stacks of foreign drama
to refill my guts
… greeted with roaches I pack my palm full
with identical bills ordering
alarms to chime in my waking hours…
Molding couches greased in sweat I sat
mesmerizing beams cutting through blinds
masking my eyes that gazed animated windows
to refresh my eyes
… I left his surfaces to gather dust, reviewing ideas on
fascinating pages of age I lessoned and reasoned
with the bookmarks I left yesterday…
- C
November 27, 2011, 3:01am
