Wednesday, April 27, 2005

frozen in fast-forward

faster than the silence of drawing rooms and
round-clock miles of second-hand tick tock
faster than metro music beat blurring past
a stand-still jeepney
faster than rush hour and
flickering shadow plays in 5:30 summer sun
faster than speeding bullets of light
in nightscape
faster than caffeine
even faster than ten-second nicotine
green, red, and sickening yellow
kaleidoscoping
slivers of broken glass
lodged in trenches of thought

unable to hemorrhage.

chai (http://bummeround.blogspot.com)

Posted by inktrip at 1:10 PM

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