equinoccio |
it is so beautiful so null so fully complex. does it concave or convex confusing sunsetsshe has been ever sickerI have been ever quickerdo not medicate, do not waste or waitit has stolen what lef...
Posted by John on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 02:04:00 PST |
Magalhães |
has vast the mast of the ship we steer as wide as pacific tidesits the distance between the amazon and iron curtain so certain hang your head or hang your cross aweigh an anchor from the oil tankerso ...
Posted by John on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 03:33:00 PST |
one none sunday done |
Close to 21 years same streets same cities same little nuances everyday left to be discovered. It feels like leaving so soon, like losing a book before the climax and denouement. There is a part of dr...
Posted by John on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 12:10:00 PST |
burned and broke |
so etched chemical wept on your skin down to her hands like spiders, lighter, yet arms like a swan grasp to dance and spin the web weaved to leave a hands span time too heavy to believeit wears on her...
Posted by John on Mon, 14 May 2007 11:26:00 PST |
pacific |
I know where home is heard and i've been taught the place to search, i'll always find a way back and in time to lapse i'll drive the same streets and meet the same dreams, i'll find comfort in the cit...
Posted by John on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 03:12:00 PST |
like hemlock |
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the averagehuman being to supply any given army on any given dayand the best at murder are those who preach against itand the best a...
Posted by John on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 02:25:00 PST |
something to sing, something to say |
Such nights like this it makes me goddamn pre nostalgic and missing the city, missing the summer, so high above it all from the tides to the mountainsides, distinguishing the man or...
Posted by John on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 01:33:00 PST |
the road to los angeles |
expected something more from all that you were hoping for and those 8 hour days they dragged along what a day all those words squinting your eyes and inside it felt like knots looking for a place to h...
Posted by John on Mon, 29 May 2006 12:00:00 PST |
maelstrom |
you woke by the waking light, making dark change to light, so white it was the sand grains complete, and the ocean waves rolling in, the low tide, sided and abided by rules governing the pull of the m...
Posted by John on Thu, 29 Dec 2005 02:37:00 PST |
bukowski's liver. |
So what do we attain? how friends become accquaintances how accquaintences become friends how lovers become noth...
Posted by John on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
