Sense A

when we were kids

when we were kids, misplacing Bottle Caps for lids, birds, songs and trees; bee stings and banged up knees; still chill with the bumble, be easy as you stumble. this backyard is a jungle, momma's c...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Sep 2010 18:32:00 GMT

the key to fellowship

i saw the earth vomit seven volcanic rays of light into one ball burning red thru the morning haze calling to that moment when i stood out of the wreckage, strapped on my neck-protect gauge and sta...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Aug 2009 10:59:00 GMT

Kabuki Economy

the fates lead those who will, those who wont, it seems they drag. i've been trying to keep pace but this focus seems to lag. errant tags, jumping screens, and principles of uncertainty; the bumps in ...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jun 2009 18:05:00 GMT

ponders on

spark up the intro, inject with sick flow, carrying on via powers of breath control. explode thru your cable, shatter all your fables, deconstruct your constitution as you're lying on my table. traine...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 20:03:00 GMT

recalling the fairgrounds

THUD! the gavel falls, the final sentence is in. the same poem will be written over and over again, from this moment now all the way to infinity. let's see how intricate we can paint simplicity. i kno...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 07:55:00 GMT

even eclipses end

i no longer recognize a zero point. it's great to have an origin, but it's just a place to be walked through. either sun glare or moon, this square upon the earth eclipses both. they cope by telling u...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 13:28:00 GMT

this is missed

signals emitted with tactful subtlety await the response of a facial twitch on the verge of a smile. my ground is miles of rubble, and my aim is quite precise at missing the target. far be it for me t...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Feb 2009 22:38:00 GMT

sans glowing friend

striated patterns fall off the wall. a birdhouse has been overgrown without its occupant, flitting around the court of open appeal. put my pulse on a wire and decipher the long and short of it. the su...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Feb 2009 06:07:00 GMT

MetaBallistics

carry onmy wayward sonthere will be peace when you are donefrozen indecision for that moment when the foggy cumulus condenses in your vision. you're looking at the world but seeing obsidian; having pu...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Feb 2009 10:42:00 GMT

at the zenith

bags packed, lungs conditionedthe rubble's in tacthigh altitude envisionedand until you've meditatedon fudgemonk frequenciesyou can't be as high as SenseAlanding gear, up please!and im not the first i...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 17:04:00 GMT