costumed origami hand mountains, telephone line hair,
untangled, aware-
riding the paved spine, rib-caged clouds stare-
passing chattering teeth cars
caffeine intake, an caution to break
dilapidated.
this small town tame's siren isn't whispering anon...
echo's craving innumerable confusions, obsessions diluted, immersed- preluded-
when we break fold rain drops clock in
I'll be there and always
in between your ears
let's lean on fears wing
endorsement played on fling
you have me.
We cant distract the abstract cliche' touche' and unfair.
pockets full of childhoods on ice
there's no refill, timed and made yours.
My doll
from adolescence contagious frequent and blamed
at half passed class don't worryyour pencils will be sharpened
I'll hurry, not be tourist and blurry-
concurrent gentlemen of today
advantageous vastness in our instance
trying to find something to read into...
Be angelic and sentimental.
Be crazed and eager.
Be wishful and true.
Swallow my complete and total adoration, full-
as the tail end bites at the beginning
these colors fight the objects they already lather.
sense is just a word....for the mental tongue lashing-
what can we ingest?
the world is our womb baby, keep at bay.
Copyright ©2009 Lauren Montano
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