Wrapping me up.
Cocoon of sticky bars.
Silver. Matte.
Covering my mouth.
Binding my hands.
Gooey. Cold.
My eyes free.
My ears free.
Bound. Unbound.
Ripping it off
Hurts.
Breaking self free
Stings.
But it is good.
And shall be.
But you.
Somehow you.
Keep sticking.
Keep holding.
Keep wrapping me up.
Put down the roll.
Asshole.
©2015 choiSOSS
Tinny tastes, ringing on my tongue.
Chewed-up cheek, saltily oozing blood.
It’s hard to swallow the
Load
Of
Crap
You’ve just spewed from those pursed lips.
So I spit
It out
On the floor
And move on.
©2015 choiSOSS
Brevity, levity, turpidity, stupidity, alacrity, insanity, proximity, veracity, sincerity, tenacity, potentiality, indefinability… rarity… me.
©2015 choiSOSS
Hype
The hype won’t make
Them find you.
The hype won’t make
Them love you.
The hype can’t make
Them value.
The game won’t raze
The solitude.
The game won’t faze
The multitude.
The game can’t blaze
The lassitude.
The hype won’t make
Them find you.
The hype won’t make
Them love you.
The hype can’t raise
Your value.
©2015 choiSOSS
Such the girl
Am I.
Stuck in this
Come Nigh.
No release
In sight.
Such the girl
Stay I.
Take it in
Don’t cry.
Fuck that noise
Say I.
©2014 choiSOSS
You can’t even see what’s right in front of you, blaring horns and flashing lights.
©2014 choiSOSS
suppose it was you
on the other side.
suppose it was your wife
and small child
that your friend was trying to steal
from under your nose,
lickity-split,
just like that.
suppose you were
the victim,
not
perpetrating the crime.
i suppose you’d think
much differently on that
if
you
supposed
so.
©2014 choiSOSS
I am not the one who said your name to my new spouse upon waking up the morning after marrying.
©2014 choiSOSS
Glimpses of reality, yo.
Surface intensity is an effective foil against real connection.
©2014 choiSOSS
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