17 October 2009

Fuel The Imagination.


I love you, Dear,
but I'm my own best friend.

This space plus Me,
We'll beat the world outside.

Mouse? No. Dragon.
Cockroaches? No. Witches.

Bike? No. Lightning.
Keyboard? No. Baby grand.

Perfect? Fuck no.
But damnit, 'least I try.

View not so sweet?
Paint over the window.

Trash on the street?
Build sculptures on the curb.

Crackhead vampire?
Cast a spell of garlic.

Filthy neighbors?
Cloak airways with freshness.

The heat won't work?
Set all the rooms on fire.

I've got the sparks
Red flares straight from the sun.

Don't waste your breath,
You can't extinguish me.

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