dark son of night |
in an attempt to write more, i set up my first ever blog. i'll be posting stuff there rather than here. i'd be honoured if you cared to check it out.www.darksonofnight.blogspot.com
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 21:52:00 GMT |
empty chairs |
your trombone reminds me of timesi've invented to remember,of copenhagen jazz in smoky roomstransplaced to a cold americai've never known.cadillacs and cheap cigarettes,and a half drunk bottle of wine...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 17:48:00 GMT |
orange rhyming dictionary |
in that space between wordsthere are breaths never spokenand in those nights never sleptthere are dreams never wokenand in the gap in your heart there are loves never brokenand in the back of your min...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 14:27:00 GMT |
blood puddles |
do you ever play that gamewhen you’re walking home late at nightpast darkand you take your keys out of your pocketand fumble with them like first sex,pretend there’s something or someoneou...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 07:16:00 GMT |
failed weekend |
hiding in a messy room,emotions flail.grey rain beyond the panes,spit trickling down the outside of my world. i can see you crouched across the nightin yellow winter glow,arthritic trees an...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:27:00 GMT |
lipoma |
the lump beneath my skin is not cancer.it is not malignant. it will not kill me,or so the doctors tell me.
i like to think of it as a collectionof recollections, the memoriesi never want to loseclumpe...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 16:36:00 GMT |
disconnect |
on the phone, i always wait the extra second that it takesfor you to hang up first, because i like the rustlingof your fingers in my ear as you slowly switch me off.
i like to think my voice stays wi...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 09:10:00 GMT |
lullaby |
sing to me in the middle of the nightas outside the rain smacks the windowsand the wind strokes the walls to sleep.
live in my ears until i fall to dreamof countries once visited and dreams never real...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 17:09:00 GMT |
as ice as cold |
no ghosts here tonight
except the ones we conjure up in hindsight or regret.
no poltergeists or frozen souls to scare us awake
from dreams screamed alive into a dark room full
of a photographed past ...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 16:57:00 GMT |
looks like snow |
the rain in the headlights looks like snow,
sheets of television interference wrapping shoulders,
hugging strangers in this black and white night.
you cower in the evening alleyways
of sunday shadow...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 15:43:00 GMT |
