home without drugs

home without drugs

A Poem by schanzilla

i'm spacious on explosion

streak 'cross pasture while sunset becomes mere descriptive

overused, miraculous

digs its own shallow grave

hop in and kneel

i stand with my own head defended

my deep end bottled up and capped

i drink the last few moments

trickles down my throat like the rotary dial on rollback

all seems like familiar faces from someplace else

movin' in and out of open spaces

it's kicked back

check the score when the nerf herders come lookin' for trouble

     my home

     my wreck

my collapsible inward reelin' from the force of it

and i wander like elementary school

it's all hills on the globe, hills on the globe

smooth bumps on the nowhere

stoned rocket gonna burn out

bounce rickety off shoulder

skid to a stop near the fence post

     stoned rocket stay straight

          baby

     stoned rocket stay straight

          baby

     stoned rocket stay straight

          baby

     stoned rocket stay straight

© 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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