yeah, about that...

yeah, about that...

A Poem by schanzilla

solid in the shower

rinse the day off, takes an hour

you need a good water heater for that

step into the bedroom

nothing missing, nothing followed

this apartment is too small anyway

and maybe i was king for a go round

better feet left ungrounded

as if i were absolution adjacent

complacent with the city stops

short drops, drop shots

everything eternal took five

took flight, found out i might be less right

don't build winters

they never come with a victory parade

 

maybe i'm amazing in daydreams

sip my coffee on the porch swing

Herculean to the after the destruction of rafters

possibly i'm only immortal when written

like the dawn would never sit down

would never pass the important memos along

could be i was only good, better, best for a minute

the world's a stage and i only get a cameo on it

ask me like i've been drowning in sunshine

but it's not mine

love is not blind

it is overly selective

wants the mountaintop, nothing to do with the climb

don't misread me

i just get a little nonexistant at times

© 2011 schanzilla


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schanzilla
schanzilla

Glitter City, IA



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industrial painter, pothead, alcoholic. not all at the same time though, usually any combination'll do it. most of the time i manage to f**k everything up quite nicely, and sometimes i don't. the ti.. more..

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