summer in the city? |
i sit on the skin and feel the heart beat through the thin surface,.. it plays the same songs its not my falt if you stopt hearing them,...i miss home, and remember nohing of it. i know of a song bi...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jul 2010 20:31:00 GMT |
hurry up and turn! |
bangs and flashes. summer storms, the best, i cant wait for the heat, the green cover on the hills, dives and splashes, huge rocks to leap head first off, the sloshing of a belly full or red wine, hea...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Mar 2010 16:42:00 GMT |
a shit load of meh! |
so,.... i may be starting to peg it all,... or not? the way my body hurts is worth it, what ever takes the light away from the last post, ya? i am now a soulless e, net poet, i hate not what i am, but...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Feb 2010 23:37:00 GMT |
sweet dreams, from the left hand print of a bar room napkin, |
i once had a dream, it was gone when i woke, i once said learning was fun, but thats a lie, learning hurts, i try to shy form lies, but i told one, people are made of water and fear,i have seen a land...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Feb 2010 20:24:00 GMT |
the drip. |
ok,....i am starting to hate stuff, uuuhh, spite i think, just starting to think i might be worth a fuck,....loven, or,.. what not,... hurts,...but i get it, we were there,... they were not...its corn...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 23:26:00 GMT |
4th n back |
i think i will just stay awake, the last few were not of any help, the keys were red, my hart was the same as my blood, the truth hit me in the same way it did when i was told about my blood,....blu. ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Dec 2009 02:00:00 GMT |
beauty and the beast. |
i sway with the roof tops in a slow dance until the mourning comes, the trees are the same as i left them red, yellow, orange, frozen fire, sam cook and the smell of pasta, i wish the same cheep wine...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Oct 2009 23:01:00 GMT |
fact of the matter is??? |
the flash makes things feel like a movie ,....the sound of the driping rain, that makes it worth remembering, like something,.... something worth jot-ing down,....worth grabing it with a tight fist, a...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 01:57:00 GMT |
seeing your love of life. while wanting to kill one brian. |
to share the most shy embrace, the simplest act that we as humans know, at the pit of what makes us human, to act as animals, but move as gods, the dance that was carved into are blueprints, the corse...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 22:48:00 GMT |
ice, globe,.... snow wishes. |
the rain is cold, you should read with the music i wrote it to, the soft air turns, the sent of nothing, the feeling of empty-all that makes you wish you knew no one. the solid that makes u think of ...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 16:43:00 GMT |
