Noon |
bathing marriagein the countryto be therefrontagemine sure isdreamingan amateurline restinghunt a gun hidden yesterday in the groundgingertastingmouth's sensationsreasoningliaisonnot your ordinaryeven...
Posted by sweet marie on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 09:13:00 PST |
pe op oppeompoem |
a wallet drops in the country tonightI pick it up and think if,it were the citysomeone would be unknownand lostuponconcrete and lustexpensive lives withno oneexcept dust.Wanting. (time to time a momen...
Posted by sweet marie on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST |
nycnycnycnyc |
So this is what it's like to hear footsteps above youAnd digestion comes easily for broadcasting news from home (wherever that is)Do you think your stations exist within a realm of absurd obedience?wi...
Posted by sweet marie on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 06:41:00 PST |
yesterdays fountain |
Fountains running away wild remind
me
of times moistness
with which pure rainshowers exist.
A space combined
fakeness. But true to itself in the
light
carried inside.
A girl
Just innocent ...
Posted by sweet marie on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 08:25:00 PST |
ee cummings |
i have found what you are like i have found what you are like
the rain,
(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
ea...
Posted by sweet marie on Wed, 15 Nov 2006 08:05:00 PST |
holiday's inn |
el what-o and cows across the street and blind dogs howling at the cows and the train in the distance
clean rooms dirty rooms stick your hand in the toilet to conceal it enough you won't have to...
Posted by sweet marie on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 03:21:00 PST |
vikings |
Got to be going out because we got to tie our shoes Tie our ties.Smell a rose, it's smell. Lights your eyes on a day like now. Nighttime now, but day will comeA wishful hour. Beauty and all....
Posted by sweet marie on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 12:10:00 PST |
yearning |
sure i can pretend im back at home traveling to far off places describing
the clouds & nights
old and de...
Posted by sweet marie on Sat, 28 Jan 2006 12:31:00 PST |
the end! |
a queen at night into a light of war with you
just because
with you I see myself
but differences lie together
at the origin provided
when the light shines
mixing rain and sun mix mist
must make...
Posted by sweet marie on Mon, 12 Dec 2005 12:48:00 PST |
back in the saddle again |
it's classic to stand under a palm tree
and weep
for friends
you must know
and no more
it's right
having forgetting so
a land of mishaps
from you
i must miss you
or else you
go away
pla...
Posted by sweet marie on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 12:22:00 PST |
