unspoken spoken word (@ rex's den)

so another little girl has twined my mind twisted and whirled

i got her playing over and over in my head like a barbershop poll

girl crush powerdreams like superdoubts in cyberspace

i coyed my way into her room to check the books she's read
and saw all the pages she's left scattered around her bed
covered in her secrets

god i want those secrets

but i can't think.
i can't remember what i wanted to say
everything i know is on fire burning hotter than all the books in alexandria

that's it
i know

i know what i'm going to do like the done have risen and taken my place in doing.

not.

the trick has been played and in the moment of tricking i could have spent the momentwiser.
and the moments reflecting on moments of you passing by passing away pass away. i KILL time. painfully, idly.

and in the morning i will kill again after waking in the easy thighs of regret. wondering why my pillow's wet.

but if i had to say it to her

call me when i'm found out. on the side of the road. with one foot following another. follow my voice until i get to what you're looking for. we are basically two sides of the same person. even though you're on the other half of town we are both vandalizing eachother in this city. the bricks are being splashed by our fresh wet soul. we  paint the backs of eyelids and take photos through them. we nuance the sounds coming out of every window. like so much metal and power which attacks the slow waste of time we are the future branching out of the thoughtdead moments. variating until the end of the end but there are always more ends that never end. there's so many knots to leave untied