Tuesday, June 26, 2007

japan (before and after)

Category: Issue 7, Poetry/Lyrics Winners


the plane could crash.
the wings could rip off,
we could go spiraling
with no time for life vests
and no hope for last kisses
and that would be okay.
it’s been a long flight
and i don’t know why i came.
i can’t communicate
with anyone.


an island full of cigarette and beer vending machines
and all you can drink bars
and people stepping everywhere
leaves my body in shambles
and my heart confused
but somehow leaves me with a feeling
that everything is going to be okay.
not now.
now it’s not okay.
i need to sleep and then maybe,

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