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fall is falling faster than your nightmares


by aksania xenogrette



 

stay awake for weeks

 

you cannot not fall

 

faster than the daymare

 

momentum heavy heavy

 

gravel falling on you

 

leaves are falling baby

 

feel the eaves dropping by

 

cobwebs in the corner

 

of your eyes were made

 

for seeing all

 

and then absconding

 

with everything left except

 

the ashes in the fire

 

shadows fell and shadows dripping

 

no one sews the stitches these days

 

when memories of halloween

 

are like evil ever present

 

in the eyes of three and four year olds

 

chewing sickly candy

 

our old minds remember chewing

 

edgar allen poe

 

and we glow like zombie eyeballs

 

when there's nothing left below

 

the vcr's on rewind

 

and the fathoms down below

 

west into the sunrise

 

of nightmares yet to blow

 

along the the railway ditches

 

rotten apples in a row

 

we wake upon fear dreaming

 

of another

 

best advice advice not given

 

best better vice not give at all

 

no rehearsing this one

 

this reversing hospital

 

no guitars guitars not given

 

the morning wet and new

 

the neighbor met unmet not giving

 

mercy's mite to you

 

scripts unwrit unwrit no warning

 

rising over you

 

they know everything

 

they know everything

 

they write plays just to explain you

 

there isnt any reason

 

there isnt any warning

 

this whole world is awake and alive

 

and there isnt any excuse

 

for dinasaurs...  they know it all already

 

they know the whole fucking script...

 

the writ the writ

 

we wrote it...

 

it's rising with the sun.

 

they draft our nightmares

 

while we drown in explanations

 

so fucking over tired

 

so fucking over tired...

 

we are supposed to be illiterate

 

a literate person would say that they know

 

we dont

 

so we blow

 

fire and bad bad storms

 

spun into cinema sunsets

 

yeah what else is new...

 

they cut their teeth on us, man

 

they learned their language from us, man

 

i wouldnt write these word at all

 

if i didnt know for a fact

 

that our nails are sharp

 

like the words we use just to get by

 

the rails we use when we get tired of

 

unraveling the ways

 

juice is dripping down their red red lips

 

so kill the explanation

 

will shatter the ramp

 

we amp we vamp

 

hell's steep hallucination

 

and they keep the world spinning for us

 

while we find new ways of not winning

 

inspite of us

 

we paved the road wide and straight

 

for the times when they think they own the causeway

 

forget about it this way

 

last time you lost your shit

 

you landed in their big fat belly

 

splayed out with the roadmap they swiped to get to us

 

they love us.

 

i dont want ot hear us waste another breath despondent

 

mourning the loss of us

 

we breathe it in and out

 

city centers spike the instant we wake

 

and when we spend nights like 20 dollar bills

 

they save the change

 

just to surprise us.

 

the tired phrase

 

anything is possible

 

is true.


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