Saturday, September 17, 2016

Broken Down In The Elevators of Remorse'd Coating by Daniel Wojciech




Broken Down In The Elevators of Remorse'd Coating
by Daniel Wojciech

9/15/16
8:27am
days begin in the blackened ink
of anew'd hope
renewed smoke
trembling towards everything The Ocean
could not take
last night
the last Light caress'd
the lamp shades grown
tired with quickening remorse
the berries smell good
this morning, i still at The Light
i wish i could.
out of the depths of unrecorded laughter
retired frum the sinews of an
empty grace
it gets thicker
always thicker.
the pain and laughter echoes
like a rooted dam
wishing to expose all the world's teeth
of suicidal flower pedals
we fall by the waist
tuck the chains and strap up
the belt for the work
our boots cannot do
i see a man riding a bike
in a gold wind breaker
moving very fast
and the PBR is encouraging me
frum last night's kiss
to get up and go.

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