November 27, 2011

paper bag

© Zoe Wiseman- Todos Santos, MX

so he says we're all the same
only the names have changed
repeating the monotony

i'm excited in my calm
between the strokes of madness
and pill popping candy show

and we converge on this point where all trains stop
stop motion video watches every move 
as we sits idly by, watching time fly

she will tell you the way, when you stop to listen
she's been there before
and returned with more than just the right answers

i overhear his beats pulsing mildly beside me
bored in my bound paper bag
and watching as he exhales

this hole is just small enough 
to let the last remaining breath escape

still held


  1. My brain wants to figure it out
    What is the bag's Unified Theory