smoke and mirrors |
we are not blind to this, your secret life or two, only a fool would be simple enough to overlook the cracks in your stories and desperate attempts to appease your itches and shotgun rendezvous held s...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 23:21:00 GMT |
Minute to Minute |
Time stood still for a moment.just for me.I foolishly wasted the time watching the smoke from my cigarette gather in the air in front of me.each breath was deeper and slower like it was to be my last....
Posted by on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 22:01:00 GMT |
Where the world ends |
She said, "you can find me where the world ends, knee deep in crumbling rock watching existence fall to oblivion."She winked, smiled, nodded, "That is where I'll be happy, all alone. Not just in my he...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 22:16:00 GMT |
Dirty Whiskey Glass |
"heres to those lucid moments of my day"i thought as i drank cheap whiskey from a dirty glassstanding alone in my secluded drafty roomstaring out a foggy window watching snow collect on the ground"whe...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 23:10:00 GMT |
Bad Intentions |
her grip on reality relies on the short breaths between solid stepsas she aimlessly wanders off in her head with pockets full of dirta head full of drugs, stomach pregnant with wine, and bad intention...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 20:28:00 GMT |
Stay |
We spent hours staring at the blank blue screenwith silence pounding in our ears like an obnoxious orchestra.It has seemed before that the covers had been pulled upto the tips of our noses for years w...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Nov 2007 16:45:00 GMT |
I knew |
she grasped her car keys tightlyso tightly her fingers began dripping bloodpurely out of angeri knewi could see her knees shakingand her lips moving softlymumbling quiet selfish and hopeless.yet her h...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 02:39:00 GMT |
Tragic Endings & Beautiful Mistakes |
your nails are chipped and don't flatter anymoreI'm gone away, away, sent out to warwith my inappropriate jokes and out of place punsmy unloaded gun and torn bullet proof vestyou're frail, weak and to...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:41:00 GMT |
infecto blasphio |
I dipped my fingers in blasphemyshe put disaster into the swing of her hipsif at any moment i was able to recall happinessi would vanish like her sulfur coated lips.i would cease to endure her poorly ...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 19:39:00 GMT |
Old Friend |
Where have you been old friend of mine
Have you not had a moment to lend?
Away, Away, Off in the real world.
With a pocket full of dimes to spend.
Have you not had a second to shed
from your su...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 23:28:00 GMT |
