even |
i stole a deskthe perfect deskfor the writerfor a writerwho likes the space between the windowand the doorand whose accounts are breathes,more shallow than shadowsnothing to showbut the brave beneath ...
Posted by on Sat, 23 May 2009 22:12:00 GMT |
river daze |
Brakes broke brokenCan you smell that?I cannot smell that because she pinches my arm"its just road dust" its ok, we are not far from the river.We leave a note and park on the road.We take turns carryi...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 02:07:00 GMT |
spring note |
tell me you will never go away!
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 21:23:00 GMT |
holes |
the peephole on the front door, the only door, shows a slightly distorted image of an apple tree in bloom. I don't have the heart to tell its pink and red flowers that they might be too late and a lit...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 19:39:00 GMT |
home |
split me into thirds.remember when i could fly?the wind was my friendand you would never call me a liar.i open my mouth and it sounds like rain hitting her car windowit sounds like sleep,so close your...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 22:23:00 GMT |
good authority |
a page of an old newspaper in the rain. i can see the words running then disappearing. i want to eat it and let the ink bleed from my lips, from my throat and from my heart. they could stamp stamp me ...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 15:56:00 GMT |
easy enough |
It's easy enough to never want to know what is out there,But it's hard enough to say,That when making your neighbor's bed is easier than making your own -Find a new sky to help you dream.its snowing a...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 18:15:00 GMT |
still |
instead of reading ill just watch the snow fall outsideinstead of thinking of the maybe ill think about the just becauseand instead of writing to you ill sing you a song, sweet, in my headill stick it...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 19:00:00 GMT |
IV We Must Sing |
oh how the quite night roars. I'll always be looking for a whisper...so i'm 19. i hate saying it. it's too old. but oh welli had a horrible/wonderful day in the city today - thank you erin.to walk wit...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 22:43:00 GMT |
III I've Got To Have You |
It's starting to get cold here, but the leaves aren't turning. I guess I'm not suprised. I realized early this morning that nothing is happening directly to me. I mean to say that everything that I'm ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 01:23:00 GMT |
