Excerpts (2009-2011)

1. There’s a man who lives           stairs.
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                                           u


He paints god on the walls
And holds his rosary beads
Until daylight f   a
                              l                   
                         
                         l
                             s
Through the c   ra c    ks of his window pane



2. We read controversy as false delusion,
Sipping saccharine wine to ease reality
And condemning his perception
For the lull(lulled babies)abies we pay to be sung



3.Home is our asylum and our hospital bed,
Our Bell Jar of softer compassion
Where we become our own cellmates;
Soulmates, sleeping in the same sheets
And speaking from the same tongue
                                                                   
                                                                                                         at last.



4. And you still look stunning in the dark



5. in a world that recoils to human touch we look for a cure under the veins of influence a venom that seduces our scruples and fuses our perspectives to match its AB blood type a recipient to every donor weighing down our eyelids as we medicate our hearts because the world looks better on rose-colored pills

6. But in the end, they will all sound like turquoise

And speak like velvet,

Dance with their own silhouette,

While making love to you with their eyes.

7.YOUR NARCISSISM DOESN`T NEED(S) MORE LIPSTICK.



8.We are all impaired in this perfection,
Granted fault instead of reason,

C₆H₁₂O_6(s) + 6O_2(g) → 6CO_2(g) + 6H₂O_(l) 

                                                                                                              

We fumble into vulnerability.

9. et je te donnerais mon cœur s’il arrêterait de fondre à ton toucher 

10. For silence reveals more
Than the mouths who’ve tied up too many tongues,
They presstheirlips against the quiet
And wait for their turn
To kiss complication
Good night.