Sunday, December 11, 2011


smooth grey
long stretches
curled ball
autistic sketches
you remember
from september
to december in

how many
left to right
from left to right
to left then right
you print it in your head
you prince
stamp it in there
charcoal, terracotta
press the numbers
press them harder
harder still
your tick is charming

get some vapid
network host
and reproduce it
shiningly right through
some tv show...

and we all see you needle wince
as you forgot
one dot

i worship talent
and i revere
yes everything you are
i'm near.

to lunch with you
would be a thrill
in awe of you.
i take my pill

to stop myself from getting more
like you whom i do so adore.