Everything Ive Ever Wanted To Be: |
an army guy a paintera singera guitar player &nb...
Posted by kyle: on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 08:47:00 PST |
WE OF MACEDON |
WE OF MACEDON don't fill holes with our own,
never: "this is murder on the palms and soles!"
(and sockets closeting skeletonkeyholes)
but we only see what dark blue-grey eyes can seethrough...
Posted by kyle: on Sun, 09 Jul 2006 07:59:00 PST |
off the red windowsill |
she climbs downand puts her arms aroundthis is the momentvirgin toes touch groundthis is the hourthat will change all to comethese are her reignsmolded into rungs
(but)
love is redblood is blueand i w...
Posted by kyle: on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 08:49:00 PST |
confines of distance |
i lie awake at night face-up to north-star angel-guide
like when we were 2 or 3 or 5 and we'd say we'd be pirates forever
(we'd scream 'forever')
but this morning i awoke with a job and a silent throa...
Posted by kyle: on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 08:08:00 PST |
2ยข (you are your worst revenge) |
my day when ground fell upon the body not as cold as pictured her breath to be escaping pink red rosey cheeks and upturned nose dripping faint ghastly scents of youth running hand in hand
an hour...
Posted by kyle: on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 07:31:00 PST |
6 pints on the floor |
maybe had you not drank so much wine enough to drown a martyr you would notice the hole in me where you can see my heart, ill let you see my heart, underneath the arm, ill lift up...
Posted by kyle: on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 07:16:00 PST |
