science fiction |
this is the last place i expected to have to lookits the last thing i expected to seeits the last hope i had to get on with itits the last time i hope to be.
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 20:44:00 GMT |
what if we learned them? |
What if we learned the words we say?
What if we understood the depth we make, in sentence wake.
What if we learned the words we wrote?
So casual, set pen to paper, but deep as branding.
What if w...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 01:10:00 GMT |
for posterity |
So i've been thinking. and i don't want to hear any jokes about how surprising that might seem to some of you. back to point.
i've been thinking about change. and my change, to be precise. i have chan...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 20:44:00 GMT |
paths overgrown, paths well established |
self inventive reconstruction
pace streets slow and out of sight
break lines and character to find
its still light outside.
the closest, most familiar places
become drab by comparision
to the darkest,...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 19:03:00 GMT |
the dark unbanished. |
for shame, you bloated self worth.you importance of ego and pride,of self indulgant fantasyof universe centered on me.every word weighed twice, and motion gets thricethe pities in stares faked niceand...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 01:19:00 GMT |
numb, the dead weight character we know as regularity |
oh God
recompenses as burning incense
and trails match wails curving about my ears
smoke will trace the way he fought to fake his way
with lies we make for our sakes, we'll know today
s...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 00:10:00 GMT |
glad as i am |
you slept on the way back home.
wind blowing through all the windows.
while traveling takes time, its all off tonight.
can it be, can it be
this is the way it goes
and we wait on the radio...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 21:13:00 GMT |
watchmen. |
who watches the watchers? how have they made their lusts known?
they take what they wish from the daughters of men.
who judges the blameless? who questions the definitive?
mythesize the end of beginin...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 20:40:00 GMT |
the hope |
Emphasise prophetic. Let it rule, silver sun shine on you.
Paralyze thought ethic. Let it flow, red sea runs vein free.
Struggle in stacks of rank; shuffle through and find your face.
I noticed t...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 19:24:00 GMT |
nightlinecityskyscape |
roofline streetlight.illuminate the night.insure a safe living in verbage and adjection.bemusing indifference to becoming indistantand shame in unable unworthiness.sure.sure.sure.surity comes like lig...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 01:52:00 GMT |
