Haunt at the Ready
Posted by mb apples on May 07, 2006 at 13:24:35:
These words
are all slanted,
but I can’t help it,
my hands were produced a tad
askew.
I’ve substituted all
sincerity
with another ghost
emotion, floating along
my synapse, cocked to
haunt at the ready.
Now everything
is dry, sometimes even
dusty; the saturation resulting from
monsoons of
“thought balloons”
is non-existent.
I can feel the descendents of
my past desires, self-weaning on the
dust parasites of the breezy desert,
gratefully providing false hope.