very very rough and unfinished. |
there're some hillswooded and widefilling the expanse of the horizento the east and westsouth of Lake Samish,and somedayI'm going to walk through them all.by myself or with othersfood will become mean...
Posted by Nocturnal on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 09:48:00 PST |
the backdoor (kind of messed up right now) |
Where the power lines endand where your dreams beginpast the endless tracks of trainspast the barbed-wire fence.[a man stands on the verge of his greatest dreamssuccessuful but alone.suddenly his life...
Posted by Nocturnal on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 11:45:00 PST |
rewriting a 40s anti-war song. this is what I have so far. |
The original:What was sent to the soldiers wifeFrom the ancient city of prague ?From prague came a pair of high heeled shoes,With a kiss or two came the high heeled shoesFrom the ancient city of pragu...
Posted by Nocturnal on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 03:57:00 PST |
When I sit in filth and turn my brain off, strings of words tend to come to mind |
I stand before a pool of boiling waterI fall in.Once I become fully immersed in the water I see that it is not boiling.I am free.
Posted by Nocturnal on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 02:03:00 PST |
the collected writings of Summer '06 |
#1clock strike noonit is Juneclock strikes twoAugust has come too soon.lying in stuperheat waves roll in as ectasy. heavanlytime and space become erasedclouds dissolve into a bluryour back supports yo...
Posted by Nocturnal on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 09:57:00 PST |
I guess I wrote this about a month ago and then forgot about it. |
The man from Eldorado stoodatop his sturdy steedgazing back at the charing townfor which he is bereavedHe sits and thinksof days long pasthis shed tears land on broken glasshis heart in twists and bur...
Posted by Nocturnal on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 08:16:00 PST |
The bombs fall |
and the womenand the childrenthey march onand the bloodof the menit is goneand the hordeswith their swordsthey march onand the womenand the childrenthey are gone. ...
Posted by Nocturnal on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 11:15:00 PST |
Jew |
Do you want to know what Judaism means to me? What it's all about? Judaism to me is about two things; love and respect. A religion, culture, and philosophy that teaches the practice of thanking and re...
Posted by Nocturnal on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 06:16:00 PST |
Righteous Anger of the Revolutionary Kind |
chill deepensblood flowscovering allthat we do not knowa force of natureseen in lightof a new futurebe it bright?
Posted by Nocturnal on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 10:42:00 PST |
A single moment. |
Dedicated to the couple who I sat on the slab as I scribbled this down next to the line ups to the fantasia shows on my piece of lined paper, Ugly Castanova, and that spot on the railing by the slab, ...
Posted by Nocturnal on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 11:30:00 PST |
