Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Day Eighteen

This Armageddon town is suffocating
Thick with the dust that rolls off the pavement
It inhabits my lungs
Caking their insides with residues of dirty shoes
Eliminating all possibility
Of breathing
Of leaving
Its impossibly intolerable
And it makes my stomach churn at the thought
That I'm the one stuck here
Knee deep in this molasses like sludge
This glorious combination of all your problems
Melting together
Sticking to the soles of my shoes
Gluing me to this very spot
Where every other foot fall
Sends another flurry of dust
Down my throat
And into my lungs
And I'm screaming for one more shot of Novocain
To numb the pain of the fire in my chest
I'm begging for Jimmy
That needle bearing angel from The City
To make it all go away
To make my limbs go limp
And my eyes go blurry
And my heart stop beating
And my lungs stop screaming
And my brain stop seething
At this Armageddon town

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