Tuesday, March 4, 2014

last fall and running into iphones with legs

Looking around
They all seem 
disconnected from them selves
They bump into me
and an old man walking
on the sidewalk
no apologies
needed
never
when you've got
things to like
on 24th
never looking up
talking
looking down
at rectangle versions
of themselves
of their friends
and family
and there is a wife lying
and like
many girls standing still
looking as though
they're not alone
behind that box
and many boys
and their new sneakers
i try to pretend
that they're all reading
about the ocean 
while they throw away
their body parts
and maybe
their shame
and butts
on the ground
grey by grey
sidewalk squares
they have no time to look at
but who thinks about the ocean
unless you're an ecologist
that's on 
some lame shit
nobody can get with
or maybe
i'm not the only one
who thought
they'd rather be walking
into crashing waves
this grey morning
to be rid of all
the beeping sounds.
instead
find gold
find brown
find
in thoughts
that are incomplete
and muted.
i want to mute the beeping.
find gold
find brown
find
in thoughts
that are incomplete and muted.
that are incomplete and muted.
how can you 
blame me?

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