Walls (Collab With OT)

Walls (Collab With OT)

A Poem by Nobody.

Last night,

I woke in the midst

of strangling my ache.


Walls hissed in tattletale

spurn.


His eyes were blackholes

yawning eternal

hot breath into my

blood-crusted nostrils,

and my eyes were white dwarfs

choking on the steam

of a milkyway crack-train.


Angel hope and demon hate

squirmed on the ceiling

like pigs at muddy orgy,

their dirtprints stamped onto my face

in a fit of pneumonic utopia.


My house has no doors

or windows

and I bite through bricks

to taste the sun,

and by the time I reach it

it has soured

and dripped onto my plasticine roof

like the rancid hours spent

trying to find salvation

in my personal hell;

eggshell walls and beige whispers

that die before they reach my ear

and flail on the floor like ghostfish

with a water complex.

Clearly, this pain is immortal

and my mind has already died,

left somewhere in the shade of a cactus flower

and buffalo skull,

a Super 8 rerun of Georgia O'Keefe's

wettest dream,

played in paint on the sand of soul.

© 2011 Nobody.


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Other people's walls scream...your walls give you the look of death that only a jaded mother-in-law could give. When pushing against the confines of your mortal entrapment...Georgia O'Keefe's wet dreams come to mind? Interesting...tell me more. LOL.

I really enjoyed this piece, reading it three times just to fully absorb the greatness of it all. So many great lines.
"My house has no doors
or windows
and I bite through bricks
to taste the sun,
and by the time I reach it
it has soured"

even if your house has no doors or windows...what was left of the roof is no longer, because you both blew it up. Great collab! It was flawless!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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you two mix well, both your voices sing the same song well orchestrated

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

now I know your good at Jammin'

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Excellent piece, not sure why but for some reason this placed an image in my mind of a crack head crawling around the floor looking for just one more rock. Maybe I am off my hinges....loved it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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another one for us to hide from the shrink methinks - ha was great fun!! cheers!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Other people's walls scream...your walls give you the look of death that only a jaded mother-in-law could give. When pushing against the confines of your mortal entrapment...Georgia O'Keefe's wet dreams come to mind? Interesting...tell me more. LOL.

I really enjoyed this piece, reading it three times just to fully absorb the greatness of it all. So many great lines.
"My house has no doors
or windows
and I bite through bricks
to taste the sun,
and by the time I reach it
it has soured"

even if your house has no doors or windows...what was left of the roof is no longer, because you both blew it up. Great collab! It was flawless!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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