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snow settles on the lake
a thousand unspoken thoughts
become more like themselves
time sleeps inside on thought
under the cover of clocks
ears plugged to the crows of cocks
suspending apples in ...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 13:26:00 GMT |
park warden |
dear ambivalent co-chair management,
safety is provided within
consult facist nature
pay direct health
and recreational park
the muddy water is good for drinking
parking lot is full
general public wil...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:16:00 GMT |
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you're a shadow in the afternoon
i'd like to think it's hard for you
pushing your over the counter blues
walking across your mind
always wondering what the sun will do
bowing your head in awe
wind in ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 19:18:00 GMT |
? in progress |
angel, ex-model
smeared lipstick luck
leather faced, smokey haired
streets she walks
duller in her wake
your swagger changed by her surroundings
is a pose
lit up like a lamp shad...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 19:39:00 GMT |
muse, (nothing new) |
i've been going rounds
with everybody i know
slipping jabs
the butterfly, the bee
the glass jaw ego
not so much boxed in
as roped in
the hay stack
the pin
lost out numbered
giving way fever
the tra...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 17:45:00 GMT |
dreams (in progress) |
night mirrors, man's reflection
future folds the dreamer, forward
silhouetted, lights out
fates page to be turned over
from distant time
and foreign land
the eye that tears
on a grain of sand
as real...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 15:33:00 GMT |
none |
the flag sounds
its soft clap
saluting only the wind
as the sun decends
vulture clouds
stalk demise
in camoflauge of night
your eyes
a back porch
to contemplate
the days echo
the moon
reflection and ...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:21:00 GMT |
no name |
it was just a false impression
lines of me that've been erased
when you layed your hands upon me
nothing your fingers could find to trace
i didn't tell you, you looked like an angel
no, i'd seen your ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 12:12:00 GMT |
no name |
when i was young i screamed
until i lost my voice
and i ran around in circles
until i was paralyzed by choice
lying in my bed
nipping at the heals of sleep
casting shadows in darkness
praying the lord...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 14:14:00 GMT |
none |
the game is set
the pawns are one
the king enjoys the view
he hedged his bet
the kingdom hung
his ark he built for two
without regret
the hyms are sung
the deaf ears in the pew
a...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 19:35:00 GMT |
