Gracious Being |
It would seem I have nothing to say so much as perhaps something, undefinable as it may be, to expel from myself at this moment. I understand now what Erik meant by saying that trying to put down a pi...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 14:27:00 GMT |
jalskdjgk;! |
I realized today why I often confuse the outer world around me with the inner backdrop I create during my frequent bouts of daydreaming. I do this alot and have often objectified it as something abnor...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 00:20:00 GMT |
gushing |
dampened and dreadful this tunnel before you.do not fool yourself with notions of love in this cavethe tenderness you feel is styrofoam in a box and nothing more.Your efforts are graceful. If only I w...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 02:00:00 GMT |
exist |
'How do I know I'm live?'Someone called me an existentialist last night. I'm notsure what that word really means, but they meant it in an endearing way. 'Because the milky seed drips like...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 08:44:00 GMT |
BlaaH! |
Nothing. It would seem lately, that there is absolutely nothing going on inside my brain. Today I found myself actually trying to think about something of substance and I couldn't come up with anythin...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 23:26:00 GMT |
No Sleep |
Its 5:00 am right now. I can't sleep. I like it early in the morning like this, when its still very dark and no one is awake. There's a ladybug nest in the corner of my livingroom ceiling...they're no...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 08:20:00 GMT |
Letter from V. |
I cannot live lucidly between you and myself. Feeling as I do, how am I to stop myself from judging you?...from regarding your "happy" endeavors with indifference, and perhaps contempt? I question my ...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 18:42:00 GMT |
Lucid Living |
That your labours will pay you in baskets of rotless fruitwhile affectionate hands form a paddleto pat you on the back,You are sure footed,You are good and kind hearted,Your children are safe in their...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 15:25:00 GMT |
isolation booth |
when did the sky fall down?where did all the colours go?I feel heat but cannot see the sun.The fragrence of a daisy is none.a+b=cI remeber how it once spoke to me,but I've forgotten how to listen.Take...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 01:04:00 GMT |
Manifest Destiny |
Locked on target,the marks and scars in full range.Evidence of due vengence.These markings tell the storyof dead men, reborn as animals,then reborn again,in glorious possession ofa humanity once lost....
Posted by on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 00:44:00 GMT |
