Monday, May 2, 2011


if it was anything else i would be dead
used to the extreme
useless connections breeding forgiving conversations
no extent of background
variables bouncing off walls
fragile snow globes sitting on store shelves
waiting their turn
wages and debts of life
equally terminal
no point to shutters,
forecasts either

tangent oriented  frayed seams
firing on both ends
burning through
into air

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Brendon Masters

Oceanside, CA, United States
you already know too much about me