American Dream by emb
(trying out new scanner, poem i wrote in my sketchbook cutting out words and phrases from an old book. Gesso on sketchbook pages, watercolored with coffee and splatter of ink)
when you’re waiting you have to be alone again,
Last year, I stayed in California living like a cowboy
Speeding along the highways living is hard
The car slowed down.
a slow sinking.
No car accident … no car accident …
looking terrible, on the floor, she felt small and weak.
I was left with nothing.
you did it out of love
My first feeling was fright
I am afraid.
I haven’t told anyone,
broke my promise again.
He committed a crime
I love enough to know
LOVE Much love I love
I love you
Last night I didn’t sleep
I shook worried
She told me
every time I woke up
people get knocked off highways
He didn’t do anything to me
bizarre, ugly thoughts
I guess it’s the same With my mind
I’m scared. I haven’t said it to anybody.
musky scent, cigarettes
killed in a car crash
sadness, a sad feeling
No … no … no … no … no …
soreness in her eyes.
Everything was still
in the center of the silence
It was like a dream
and voices, raged
And then the laughter.
The dark eyes met hers.
I still love him
it was strange for me.
I went completely weak
trembling, crying, I want more!
and I love him
can’t stop loving him.
Zodiac by emb
(trying out new scanner, poem i wrote in my sketchbook cutting out words and phrases from an old science fiction novel. Gesso on sketchbook pages, watercolored with coffee and splatter of ink)
I was born to live in exile, I had been locked in the pupils of his Eye.
pretty, stupid, weary girl looking up smiling timidly
frozen, unbroken silence like a razor.
dirty fingernails, questioning. what drugs they used
Some were stupified from drugging, exposed to the bright cruel daylight.
busy with pain and rage, My gift is Murder. violence was my choice
I found it hard to breathe, schizophrenics killed Darkness
I could leave in a day roam late and move in the shadow go back at last
the devil sent for me little triangular eyes slants of dimness creeping in the darkness,
she screamed I was made very uneasy I had no barrier
Again the shrill laugh the devil clapped his hands together his eyes glowed He was highly amused,
I got up at dawn I was lost I wasn’t sure whee the path led I keep forgetting we cannot chose our path well.
I had turned to fear and betrayal.
I needed paranoia I tried to see the people let them take me,
I think the drugs made me ill, a forced addiction very easily moved by fear,
And put you in pain,
I am out of money, I said, bring any drug
I had to get my share.
The cost was high
we would come down rather dreamily.
I knew later, we were dangerous