refsnyder

this is the coward's brush! i found
it while he was still in bed, outsleeping his obligations
the paint goes on dry and the bristle is worn to a stubble
i break it to you that this webspace
is the ejaculation of a blind man
who sees only what he dreams
he partitioned his misery into this and
runs but only technically
now trapped on safari
outback and urbana sides of a non-coin
ready for the negation of a negative by one more book
you opened a third eye not the third eye
now they infest like maggots
blind man covered in other people's eyes
homeless man in a box, on a couch, maxx
built a cypher that is sputtering toward the
moon and you are acting untoward
i still give a damn about the synapses
as long as body can defeat the mind
it could be as easy as letting go