Ambient Screams
Taken back a head of time
Generation unknown
Lamps without bulbs
Crazily understood
Behind the glass
Of a thousand flashlights
Intertwined
Territorial bargaining
Laughing up a storm
Before the break
Caught the wave
Behind my mind
The words don’t mean anything
Except to imaginary leprechauns
Breathing tainted helium
Singing a sonet to angels
You ask if the carpet matched the drapes
What carpet?
The ceiling is open
Catapulting blue staplers
Across the kitchen
Electrocuted Softly
Chicken scratch
On wrinkled and torn paper
Tells me it’s happy
Am I nuts or just have big ones?
Must be that time of day
My head is pounding
Do you have some sugar?
Sitting here looking at the Illegible
It makes tons of sense
Just ask the Kangaroo
Audio Bombardment
Meaningless to the unknown
I can hear the words you write
Sounds illegible but entertaining non the less
I think the ink is running low
Better charge it