brain gone bad

brain gone bad

A Poem by lauren oh!
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strange little poem about my speed days

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“brain gone bad”
 
 
my molars are dancing, tekka-tekking to the strung-out
paint can groove of my heart. neck stiff as frozen.
every time I look in the mirror I’m sweatier.
pills taste sweet, but not like candy.
the kind of sweet I think baby vomit is.
someone cut me open,
poured cement under my skin,
and it’s just starting to harden.
4 am’s the same as noon.
I somehow missed the moon.
now I’ve turned yellow,
mellow and greasy as popcorn butter.
by the smell I might be decomposing…
three showers later the stink’s still there.
 
 

© 2009 lauren oh!


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i know exactly what you mean

i walked home in rainbows many times
early shadows leading me down
my door like a cavern gap where
stepping in would change time

you and i know of these places

very nice

Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow. I can't say enough about your imagery.

Posted 15 Years Ago


The world you create about drug use and ideas that go through your head, I can relate completely. I'm just more surprised I'm the only one commenting on these. I hate when brilliance isn't appreciated.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on February 14, 2009

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