Misuse Abuse

May 12, 2009 at 6:01 am (Poetry) (, , )

Retribute, this subcutaneous life, undimming, never learning.
Zomboni circles in cycles of burning.

A powdered brain, salty, spongy, heeding dense dumbness,
or was that numbness, tears as porous as tranquil traquilizers requited.

Herbs and spices like losanges, but choose wisely blue or red, for which
rabbit whole will you be lead.

Just a peon in this eon, my hysteria mysteria, my eyes covered and it’ll go away,
my intellect defect, watching the thrush spindle the spider and swindle
the cider.

Thrive alive, unshackle the jackal, watch out! He bits and bytes!
Trapped and trapezed, swaying back and forth with ‘know’ place to go,
but down or up, flip a coin and decide.

Swirling soup can, I’m stuck inside, no can opener to confide,
knocking against the nauseous tin can clink of my head, feed the bleed, and you’ll
be freed.

~ Jason Chu



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