born on the floor

i kicked against the womb
i said
"momma, i want to come out soon!"

blackberry

a dull high pitched tone has been emulating from my phone all night... all day... since july 2010.  it is conditioning me into not being able to function without it.  subconsciously i am consuming the tone and it comforts me to feel i have this device to notify me when someone i love wishes to contact me.  this emotion is debilitating my freedom. if i do not have my phone, i don't have the gentle hum that is my safety and my only lifeline.  once that is gone, i fear i no longer exist.

YOU LOOSE

walking at night in the city

i am walking, or am i swimming? the night is drowing in humidity, the breeze is dense and slick. two men smoke, a blue cloud embodies them. i walk past. street lights are glowing softly in the haze. i can see the end of the street; a blurry panorama. i hear their muffled conversation. are they laughing about me? i dont know, but they are in my past now. the smell of cigarettes lingers on my palet one step closer to home.

the cable viewer

who will be americas next top model?
i need to know soon and before the season is over.
i'm loosing too much sleep over it.
how can anyone live like this!

meth teeth

if you dont love me now, you will never love me again