quasi_sean

instant open a laughter is beside me

i'm gonna hold in my pocket
the whispers
that i have collected
from a million
dollars ripped to
pieces
in afternoons
in December
when I remember
there were blisters
on her
lips
as she
wandered
when we she was awake
and alive
oh the bandages
wrapped around
her head
and
i'm inside
and hiding
between the walls
.............................of

she's a genius
that smiles
thru blood
and the lights are
blinding

we danced for hrs
in the pagoda
painted dark circles
beneath the eyes of the birds
who
perched on our shoulders
and left us alone --------for the river

five cents
for the ideas
of the madman
his arthritic
prophecies
make an erection
inevitable

you'll sit beside me
in the alleyway
while i die on my back
taking photos
of the N.O. nite
and help me
to the cab
and hotel
cigarette
in the hallway that
is caving in.

and one day
you'll be gone
on feet
or the casket
that sat by your door
for those days
when December
waved
goodbye.