Friday, June 21, 2013

"godspeed, disaster artist"

"godspeed, disaster artist"
written after a wild night by jake kilroy.

reclaimed breaths pulsating like a heartbeat on the tip of a tired tongue,
the past came at me like a beast, furious and ferocious, even diseased,
and i would've had an easier time counting the stars than all those sins.
i would've given anything to sit in the driver's seat of a parked car
and listen to music at the loudest volume, so i couldn't hear myself,
so i couldn't register thoughts, so i couldn't recognize my own voice,
dwelling on the dream of being able to play with time like silky mud
and penning apologies that could change history and give new life.
but man was meant to beg for his own neck for the sake of art, yes?

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