Tiny lights |
Did you ever hear fireworks... ...that sounded like you were behind the window... ...when everyone was lining the tops of buildings? Muted traffic and stop signs, ...failed to yield any warning ...
Posted by Michael on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 12:54:00 PST |
Taking a long drive... |
Kissing games in clover, taking a long drive...Starling says as the lights flash on the windshield.I want no more turmoil, just windows down... As I try to map this coast... trying to get somewhere......
Posted by Michael on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 12:37:00 PST |
Fly with me. |
There's a problem I just can't get my head around... or my arm around... We all fall fast asleep but I'm still awake in my room spinning. I'm so sick of not being able to present myself. I am not poet...
Posted by Michael on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 02:43:00 PST |
Fuck your fri... |
I haven't managed much of a personality, nor many good looks in my day. But feelings are what I'm always aware of;Even in poetry, I am talented with grieving and even more so leaving. Relied on ot...
Posted by Michael on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 01:43:00 PST |
What I do know. |
A burst of what... imagination. I don't even know where the fuck I've been the past few years. I've lived out of regret, is this what I've made out of... orphan dreams, best mistakes, cancers and conc...
Posted by Michael on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 01:14:00 PST |
Hear this message |
Take a sigh, take a gasp, take some breath, take my breath. Come on, everyone listen. I want to be normal again, naïve, plain, regular and have something to stay. Stop worrying about the way every gir...
Posted by Michael on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 12:26:00 PST |
Jaded |
And suddenly... life is just how it is, you find yourself absent with out friends. Good will, good fortune, real charm or anything real at all. Because this tangible world is sweeping through my door ...
Posted by Michael on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 12:53:00 PST |
Track 00 |
Come home, come home... they said to me in broken lyrics and sentences that marched along the lines of poetry. Yet a life awaits you on the other side I'm told, what I can't see is coming home to w...
Posted by Michael on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:53:00 PST |
Look out below |
My advice, is contrived and just hold your head up... Dry those eyes.... I can't even find reason to stay alive for nineteen years of my life... I am an enemy of myself taking cover from myself......
Posted by Michael on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:15:00 PST |
I have seen the seasons. |
I'm just the luck that's considered obtuse... I believe in anything... The fire is dead but they're still water pouring over these eyes... Sand pours from a jaw left to hang and falls on the feet to...
Posted by Michael on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 09:36:00 PST |
