Poems from inkfingers
"You are such a bad liar
(it's true)
and oh, you never cry!"
(why would I?)
for my reputation could never handle
the admission of emotions...
I like to roll words around in my mouth,
clicking against my teeth, swirling in my cheeks,
melting on my tongue like sugar crystals and...
I was sitting in chemistry class today
and our professor told us that
we are made of the breaths of dying stars,
chemicals and cold fusion...
There are spikes on my shoulders
and studs on my belt.
I see rings made of metal arrows
and daggers dangling from fragile throats
on...
We are drowning in this digital age;
smothered,
strangled by stats
and endless feedback.
Neurons, synapses scanning:
nothing found.
Abort,...