post altitude paralysis

jukebox : pissing in the wind (badly drawn boy)

blessed with a climax like none before
she fell deep deep into slumber
summer's heat and promise dissipates like clouds did beneath me
into a faraway landscape of dreams so many so grandiose so unreacheable
it cripples like a toad full after a meal of snail
sloth engulfs the toad breathing leering peering through her window to the world below
rejecting all worldly charms all deadly sins cept for one
rejecting inspiration from those around smiling weakly
hoping in futile for dreams creeping slowly away
radiating away in a concrete lanscape of false platitudes
slapping her dreams right back into her face with the full farce/force of her insecurities
when a woman meets her man
what else is she to do but wait wait like a warm idola
too incapacitated by her mortal noose to even pray for hope
too incapacitated by crashing
she becomes silent after all these years of ranting
silent and waiting
waiting and wanting
wanting but not desiring
forgetting these lines :

i live by the ocean
and during the night
i dive into it
down to the bottom
underneath all currents

this is where she's staying this is her home

an oyster waiting for the magic black king to chase her into the deep
to win the prize of his life - the elusive pearl goddess of sulawesi

i hope he remembers my voice

love n other indoor sports,
zulaikaruac