soul singer

tonight i became. 
it wasn't because 
 
 
your leg or your hair 
a drunken through which windows had no adolecence, nor the virtue of grandmother 
 
 
you spoke before every foot step, that i had taken
and i was blinded by a leash 
at which way, depended on the temperature 
your voice could be heard singing nonsense in my heart 
i hand't stopped to spend enough time and for which i am ugly 
your shadow goes on, through all of time 
beyond vision. 

luck and nationality

The brown temporal ice cube and the withholding of sidewalk curbs without lawn chairs. Could eyes reflect sunshine while new born Children approximate good fortune? such a belief to even suggest representation would have needed a tow. To be there as all the colors of grass withhold on a clock in a laundry mart.  please heed the suggestion. 

towards that brown crusty

the construction helmet and the hand grenades 
grr 
 
lemonade squeezes and unicorns eat at subway. 
the master and the chaperon ask for elastic rainbows 
ceiling high

complementing concrete

The big wheel that i never had, to pull a swing set with lips set in concrete. 
Staging a birdcage next to the omelet, toppings for free tickets to a Yankee game. 
The ufo brought a circus of movie theater candy, all of which had been previously opened. 
A hard hat and the back street boys in double dragon to elicit some graffiti on park tables. 
There you were in that yellow outfit and i had lost all my ginger. 

you circle

clear, clear. like rain drops to dance ontop of rain forests. with colorations 
that mingle beyond the misfortune of boulevard sidewalks.  The most exasperated 
yawn catches all the mosquitoes as mosques privilege themselves upon happy meal. 

so wrong

the wind and the leaves and a cocker spaniels argument. school 
houses with red brick and disappointment enough to put blue paint into paint 
tubes. My memories are like sharks questioning kisses of the sun. all the men on 
the roof go home early and the sandwiches have just enough ice for 
refrigeration. 

Forgiveness

Breathing towards restraint as the frosting from photographs burned like a childhood globe emanates. There were red shoes all up and down the ladder, each of which held virtue like a Submarine sandwich.  Brown and dexterous, the laces of which curled like telephones in the presence of statuettes.  The collision of hatred spoke over the ambition of several decades of interest.  A key on a piano bounced up and down with no carousel to pay for the number. 

dueling diplomat

the beer mugs were full of broken braches. Twisted and pale soaked in a brine of four leaf clover.  Arms met with emotion while hands  traveled towards the exhaustion of optimism.  Flat surfaces danced among the banners,  as tears held the sight of corporate diarrhea. The remenence of memory formed along a snow fence,  as toilet paper soaked up foot prints.

the swimmer and card player could not pay the bill so they were ordered to do the dishes. The lobby was full of rats and the he-man figure looked into the telescope of his favorite girlfriends mp3 player.  Such decoration could only be found in boxes as the cats soon invaded like television commercials.