Friday, February 13, 2009

A Man, A Mammoth

Looking up at the moonlit night, I realized I'd do anything just to have her bones back again

Hugging me, playing with my hair, anything, I didn't need flesh, I swear, only a sturdy structure

I'm smoke all the cigarettes, jump through all the nooses, and sleep in an electric chair just to get to her

But she's gone, a car crash took her away forever and there's nothing left to say.

The only part I regretted was not saying goodbye, but I figured if she didn't have the decency to say goodbye, I never had to say good luck

"Good thing it's not my fault the breaks locked right?" I say laughing to myself

And looking out my window, I see a radio tower and I wonder where the hell is that?

I wonder when exactly the times will change on it

Like how shipwrecks turned to train wrecks

And how water became wine

Nonetheless, I decided to find these towers and take pictures

Like a lone man hunting a giant mammoth, all I had was a cannon camera.

1 comment:

I told him, "I'm a monster" said...

i love you babe. i missed your writing.