factory-farmed animals

16 Feb

obtuse nonsensical madness goes on upstairs in the perpendicular cage
footsteps late footsteps early footsteps in the middle and in between
booms bangs pots pans heavy objects dropped in strange time signatures at weird intervals
and every now and again a stray lit cigarette comes floating down
over the railing onto the wet patch of grass we share out back
and then nothing for days weeks cold silence
sanity bleeds again into insanity
a stretch of time in which voices and succubi are allowed to thrive
schemes and plots are nurtured watered properly and take root
and then again full circle back down the mountain like sisyphus
misery loves comedy loves absurdity


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: