My Mouth is Coated in Ash

"My mouth is coated in ash!"
he had drawn it in too quickly;
It became suddenly a minor emergency...
He almost needed to puke;
so I filled up the cap of a hairspray bottle
with water so he could stop choking on it;
some mango gum did the trick to stop it after the drink.
We continued with an enjoyable evening.

[12:37|04.4.012] ©c.thomas.carter

The Green Train

The purple train crosses over the blue one
and the blue train is parallel with the brown
and the green train,
is cold and alone,
do not find yourself on the green train;

your only possible company:
a man with a small branch which was broken,
but now is fixed from an application of duct tape.


[02:52|04.3.012] ©c.thomas.carter

Best not Shared

I can see why somebody
could become addicted
to violent arguing,
it's what we live for to see...
on TV.

Such a personal glimpse into moments
best not shared with an audience;
were it a real-life situation.

The King shall shout.




[02:44|04.3.012] ©c.thomas.carter

Into the Grime of their Being

It's a good thing I'm one of those
'invisible in public' kind of people
leaves me room to observe,
to find areas of ruin
amongst places of prestige,
searching out little spots of decay,
tiny piles of detritus...
enjoying the sneezes
directly caused by staring at the sun.

I wash the meat
of the patty
of that hamburger
you said you'd let me finish;
doing this at home
I recycled the beef
to feed some cockroaches
living under my bed.
I'm into the grime of their being
is why I take care of them.
Living in garbage-environments.

When I'm away I check the streets
for gum and old oil spills,
on sunny days twisting
the slightly viscous tar
filling the cracks in the pavement
at a unreasonably expensive parking lot.



[02:31|14.3.012] ©c.thomas.carter