1.2 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 1.2 /////looking towards an older sky.cold. in order to breathe, it had to seem simplified.you see, all seasons come, all seasons go.that's why I wear all white an...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Nov 2009 13:10:00 GMT |
1.1 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 1.1 /////so, i personify, and ask my world to marry meit's scary. she...she knows i'm there just buryingthe past, it's fools need carrying.she laughs and jests, "O...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jun 2009 10:36:00 GMT |
1.0 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 1.0 /////(this is from '05)inside the horrors hurt, we pay them to whore the dirt.the aftermath is simple, yet no symbols prove our worth.failing to father the dol...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jun 2009 19:13:00 GMT |
0.9 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.9 /////sometimes the mind finds frame.it finds aim. it shoots and exasperates flame.it floats itself away from brain.sometimes it's the same way in the lungs.lef...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Jun 2009 01:25:00 GMT |
0.8 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.8 /////Be well. Dispel false aggressors. Fall impressed her, interest in all things lesser. Arrest the fleeting feeling that's innate, then escape. Find the fate...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Jun 2009 00:37:00 GMT |
0.7 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.7 /////Friends with the pillows. It's the way her eyes get close. Then, get closed (as though too exposed). Glitter explodes and flys from eyelids to toes. Two t...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 00:11:00 GMT |
0.6 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.6 /////there's a big fat blank space, partly filled in the cat dream.I want to dream the dream of the cat.we always try, or else we die. we pickback up. look at...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 10:01:00 GMT |
0.5 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.5 /////whale:sometimes the sun climbs. i see dumb blinds denying the eyes of shine. it finds me finding time to go unwind the blinds that blind them. the blinds,...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Apr 2009 00:37:00 GMT |
rhyming choke with tickle |
So, i set out (a noble cause). Truth finds folly in the ones that we love. A jolly man scrubs, but his stink stays dormant. He ignores it. He felt like life was unimportant. I implored with, "Wai..."...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 18:48:00 GMT |
0.4 |
C:.. :.: << = -- aubigrphcl me 0.4 ///// i'm getting unlost. in my head i found frost. to him, it's cross, and unfair. he fled from fores...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Feb 2009 04:00:00 GMT |
