As I sit naked for a moment
After being violently woken
By sunlight breaking and entering
Into my red eye.
Every muscle agony cries large flames.
I’m sitting here naked mid-way through tomorrow
And I think, I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.
© Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.
This – is – internalized.
This battle uphill
Rages in my psyche
Its why sometimes
You can find me
Cussing out shadows
Breaking air with my hands bare
Convulsing slightly in my bed at 3:33am
(that’s when my evil comes out).
Its why sometimes
When you all want to talk
Derailed trains and speeding cars
My mouth seems stuck shut.
It’s why I walk alone
Its why companions
Are harder to come by
Than the honest in Los Angeles
(they’ve gotta be here somewhere)
It’s why I don’t invest
In junk bonds like
Plastic People INC.
© Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.
On these faux-gold walkways
“Please and Thank You” ’s
Will get yer teeth knocked
The fuck
Out.
© Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.
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