stabbing in patterns
cookie cutter patterns
a shamrock
a star
a heart
with my brain
blown out
i'm wandering
trying to escape
synthesized reality
but the
landscape
folds up
and
nips at my heels
small town sheriffs
escort me to
the edge of town
stale heat
and
nowhere
desert landscapes
outside
these
four
walls
that i kick
against
like my
mother's womb
when i
wanted out
the future
far away
from here
is ringing
in my ears
my bleeing ears
so happy to
be coming home
scrambled up
dreams
crowded
parties
rooms
full of
dead situations
played out in
the past
that bleed into
future days
one act plays
with the secret
lessons of life
abraham gibson recently moved to chicago, illinois from austin, texas where he lived across the street from the austin state hospital cemetery. he is a painter and musician who performs often in chicago. you can find find his cyber yak at www.youcancallmeabe.blogspot.com. his latest chapbook, new shattered patterns and the murmurwall conspiracy, was published by pitchfork press in 2004.