Bits of 2008

Bits of 2008

A Poem by nonamesnois

papaya sliced through the middle and once again erupts the fury only fruit possess. power surges and power failure all wait in line for change. the excitement is always growing. however, more like an ingrown toenail. delightful tingles grow toes as the rain is beautifully a drizzle.

coins drop to the floor. mice eat the crumbs that fall through the cracks of the airplane skyline. helium fills the room while little kids in costumes bounce back into the static on the television screen, staring at something hot straight ahead.

crack pipes and lighter bugs unearthing rare flowers named croaquetez, jelly-pie, and deeradical. plants live and die. rubber shoes come from trees trying lasers teased other features.

theology ate the soul, the belly, and its' under-Tailors line the street at night. Livers doing all the processing, while bile sits by the fire quietly reading. various fabric line the streets.

© 2010 nonamesnois


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nonamesnois
nonamesnois

Chicago, IL



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