future and past- |
Walking in the pitch-dark. outstretched arms still find no guide. The light behind seems inticing, but what lies beyond most likely is more worth finding. Lore of old- and premonition of wha...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 06:40:00 PST |
My first attempt at a short story |
A modest fellow he was indeed. He stopped mid step as he entered the lavish manor inhabited, no doubt, with more employees than residents. A blue collar was his only ticket into such places. He marvel...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 07:30:00 PST |
A genuine and real pain. |
I wish you to feel what i do when listening to the songs that i do.
I wish to feel what you do when listening to the songs that you do.
I want the world to feel this.
I want this to change the world.
...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 09:38:00 PST |
A short poem... |
I'm the sharpest knife, playing a spoon.
But the dullest knife in the drawer.
I have no use as a fork, so I ask.
What the fuck is a dull knife for?
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 01:22:00 PST |
the undifined residing inside hiding |
In the skin, and w/ in the flesh...a little breath is devoted to the mess.
An infallible and literally mangled ache of mesh, entangled into the truth, its strangled thru the tests.
What you say ...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 05:35:00 PST |
poet treason |
Once an abbundance of love was sung here.Cheer still familiar, its peculiar appeal surfacing frequently on this face.Kept clear of the game. Lamed the billiard of will spilt in this wilted disgr...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 11:31:00 PST |
suicide |
bring me an ending worth singing...maybe the tears spilt on that behalf will laugh when i wilt. ...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 01:25:00 PST |
ever smoldering coal still yearning |
yeah...it's still there and so is the ever burning lameness of reality...i wish i didn't spend so much time hindering growth, cause spurts hurt and so do goals left to erode in a cold summer...bummer ...
Posted by emu the flightless biped on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 01:20:00 PST |
