11:30

I sub vocalize sometimes typical
yelling your mediocrity when I'm not looking for something honestly

Try and council me on living?

'she awkward and talk nerd'
'don't act like me on beam'
'don't act like she on fiend'
'don't trust they on both team'
'let's watch her sink that dream'

sink that dream...

dreams that stream hot epsom salt soak grape blunt date
i'm only sexy when talk in mix tape

Copyright ©2010 Lauren Leigh Montano

Tale Dolore

it doesn't take equal force..
it's vast and it's just like me..
you look like you brewed on your own..
put the ghosts to bed and roar a waterfall that sets me to analogue..
forget work teaching boolean algebra to backwards hermit truckers..
it's easy.. isn't it all?
everything and nothing falls dripping from ivory..
roots painted hair firey..
if there's a face you love more- I hope composes granulated from toothpaste splatter backs..
words sweet in my mouth as if i got taste back.
the mob can rage.. my mind's a place..
I'd rather do homework, see it's delphic..
in my head dreams are vivid blast, and casted..
sick pretty in my head its zenist.


Copyright ©2010 Lauren Leigh Montano

Took a cushion from the last stack and screamed into it's filling

Sounding like a slogan from a broken home vortex
out cried my head
Flash bulb memories drugged my sentiment
Good mourning heart, now back to bed.
Line up the worlds for a dream,
an oracular dispersant for my childhood chest to cope
Churn a dream, before the sun cuts through the trees
Dream away to loyalty that light can't take.
Dream before face tears give headaches
Dream girl, before you brake....
I dreamt bald and flat backed said our tires,
We rode. We stole islands time.
Sunsets painted us mellow and cream
I dreamt the song was about me, for me, and sung to me
And each drowning for a stand in.
suggested and polluted adonics endorse my dreams
my sleeping heads bent outlook. Morbid, insecure, and candid.
I sleep easy and wake toled

stab this winter

time is lent, time was yours.. and easy wasn't it?
Easy like our undominant colorant eyes
Easy like the gene that kept you alive
You were out of town and loved
the cause of a soft prescription
a frozen file I met once- in a million times.
I am angry
you are the crack between the curb and street-
where the left outs meet and damn the soil beneath.
then somewhere your beat stopped
on plinth you shared for a second with those cloaked and praying
and somewhere children jumped from bleachers and cheered.
maybe what hasn't died, hasn't tried... maybe...
But the sun hisses and sees
how every grand finale I go through alone
Sleep becomes involuntary and in-cycles me
found steps to dreams becoming policy
Now I am a habit of what hasn't happened yet
got that a.m. radio graveyard glow
slow to fold this page- and dismiss.


Copyright ©2009 Lauren Leigh Montano

Meet Your Key

I traced you a Basquiat drawn nose
And lowered the water to hit your back
Waxie going down contralto-
Lower and compact
Stripped off the silver as My brain turns filler
An Sovereign over me
Slanted like my cultures fame
Soddisfare me la chiave
Language our course
Granulated unshaven raws my skin on cheek
Hushed eyes, Forgive my meek
A blank tan
A cold fever
A mild background
Actuator goes wild-
We drove your floor albino, Carmel, and black
Taste buds tendered surrendered Traffic filled breathing
Moan to a mint on a pillow
Of Sodden adamant rythmic pulses
That's sewn in, sewn out.


Copyright ©2009 Lauren Leigh Montano

8x3

I am the umbrella term
now taken gracious and stark-
at Kronos invitation
flunked and delayed
teasing boredom-
under cotton sheet boundaries
my mind lists and resonates
a flirtation with my skies contusion..
take me to the sun are they waiting?
take me to my son in shade playing-
Am I still your archangel in department store hide in seek sessions?
there are still watts in me...
listen over manila folder masses
to pre-legal pentecostal prayers
like a ferocious library session.
can you hear the killer?
life as a blight plant
queasy cactus- you cant touch
afraid to lose it
heaving cornflake kisses and baseball carbs
eased to the floor
blood beads and tie dye tears
bar codes and chemo burns
priority becomes unlikely
preliminaries to releave the dog of its bark
cut off the circulation this time-
of fat cells mating
hearing I love yous while I'm drug taking
reassemble me- don't let me melt
smelling all these allergies...
lose your mind,
to no longer be afraid to lose.


Copyright ©2009 Lauren Montano

In winter

Strobe flacker with brazen brilliance-
in winter,
west coasts exhale ghosts
toxic and pixelated.
low budget integrity faded
sworn fiscal funk
awaiting..
hybrid moon taking nights off worship
polished precision
talentless televised dry socket nation
dissect privileged in pairs
while the dentist took all my money
for there golden wearing honeys
flowered and lasered
lease is a leash
gross like fashion fleece
the key hole has room for your thumb
like chum
model for bikini salt shakers to be remembered
skin sensors burn-
jump off taste bud ticks.
talkin' outlandish baritone trombone commercial voice tap dances
wine in red party cups
all the bottom feeding food is gourmet
peck out my eyes, vulcher-
with wheat bread word play.
haven't built a railroad for a train of thought
ghetto geekness-
faux post poverty-
86'ed death-
you're like dropped coke in the snow
with sail boat hair and Dad socks
dance like fat on skinny
friends are illusions and desolate like money
reading droid face freckle poetry
like Morse code.
I'll win.

Universal

You are universal
the world looks up to you and wants- audacious joints bending
dangerous thought provoking movement- mind effecting
infecting with appeal
brain on the page
contortion contrast concealed
read your list- ten folds past..
evoking the same emotion.
productive fantasy feeds optimism- ardently
in overnight interrogation
stars defined your radius
tap into unnamed, unexamined, you.
living like samurai
secular version
give me dreams you haven't voiced
rawness of confessions
secret self off shelf
seize and hold my thoughts ransom
your mechanics are a dream
musical eclectic persuasion
...No one is immune.
Greek god resurrected- formation perfected
what's your wartime strategy?
narrative artifice
unconventional scholarship
verify the equation..
what's inbed in you?
in bed with you
giving imagination a backbone
and penetrate a granite sea
getting insight from a life I'm diving to get lost in
sigh at last-
and let the world spontaneously surpass.



2009 Lauren Leigh Montano