my obligatory complaining

[alonewiththemoon]

Shaky lines on the horizon
Snakey lines invade each person
Watch the red line creeping upwards
Watch the sanity line weaken
The volcanic depths of Hades' ocean
Bubble under, these crazed eruptions
It wriggles and wrythes and bites within,
Just below the sweating sun

I wondered when this would happen again
Now I watch the red line, reach that number again
The blood in our veins and the brains in our head .....

Drink the water with jagged glass
Eat the cactus with bleeding mouth
Not 91 or 93, but 92 Fahrenheit degrees

Comments

[silentq.livejournal.com]

I think they turned off the air conditioning at 5pm... *swelters* Oh forget it, I'm leaving, so I can sweat in my biking clothes instead of my work ones at least. :)

[rojagato.livejournal.com]

I had to check twice as to who wrote this.

Well done. You and mistresshellena should kick it out in an old skool poetry slam at the Ominous Collective's night sometime.