PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Monday, November 26, 2012

Bring Me the Head of Eddie Vedder

Winter late & early it’s close enough
Pacific rattles against the slanted light
blue turquoise green & tinsel
 
raw beach concrete
 
A drowsy numbness pains my sense
these dull opiates I swear they’re getting sharper every day
 
A little blood after
but more the shade of a rusted sunset
 
mere human sediment
 
The girl with the crucified seagull
tattooed on her back
said she knew something I didn’t
 
She told me where it was but I had to find it myself
 
My skull packed with wet sand
pure as the driven foam