Monday, May 30, 2011

Nick Knight



What She Was Wearing



this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I’m afraid
I might kill myself
if I don’t wear it

you’ve been wearing it
every day since we met
he said

and these are my arson gloves

so you don’t set fire to something?
he asked

exactly

and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery boots

I’d like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?

and today she said I’m wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don’t get any ideas

and she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door

Denver Butson

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Lost In Translation


Can you keep a secret?
I'm trying to organize a prison break. I'm looking for, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country.
Are you in or you out?

Tomohide Ikeya








Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Splashing



Dumb,
Jesus Christ,
some people are so dumb.
You can hear them
splashing around
in their dumbness
as their eyes
look out of their
heads.
They have
most of their
parts: hands, feet,
ears, legs, elbows,
intestines, fingernails,
noses and so
forth
but
there’s nothing
there.
Yet
they are able to
speak,
form sentences -
but what
comes out
of their mouths
are the stalest
concepts, the most,
warped beliefs.
They are the repository
of all the obvious
stupidities
they have
stuffed
themselves
with.
And it hurts me
to
look at them
to
listen to them,
I want to
run and hide
I want to
escape their engulfing
nullity.

There is no
horror movie
worse,
no murder
as
unsolved


but
the world
goes on
and
they
go on


dumbly
slamming
my guts to
pieces.


-Charles Bukowski

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Atonement





Once a Year




Once a year, she remembers that she is insignificant. Then she forgets again, because more than she is insignificant, she is forgetful.

Will Cotton





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