truedome |
over the ledge, between sleep and sound. the nights been.I keep an eye on the hour.I forgot to set the clock to the time.I keep forgetting. I'd much rather forget to time myself.giving the idea I've...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Oct 2009 10:28:00 GMT |
I read last night |
still in fall,leaf slap ground.rustle in the bed sick mind and head.-can't you fill the ketchuptill it overflows, and you got to dip your fries on your hand. Buddha thoughtwhat is smiles at dawn.accor...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Oct 2009 08:08:00 GMT |
chug hug |
I have a Beer drinking problem. I am an abuser of alcohol. a.k.a=alcoholic. I had about twenty beers last night. I had about four of them pour out of my esophagus, it's okay because I still drank to m...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:57:00 GMT |
lets fight. |
i feel it like chalk on barefeet in a sidewalk fight. I've got my mits good and ready.who's next punks. I want to be slammed into the pavement. wipe the blood off the corner of my lip. and say "is tha...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Jul 2009 09:26:00 GMT |
:) |
what a great smile i feel.wondering in front of me.I caught the smile bug.or it caught me. what a golden bunch of people:)
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 10:53:00 GMT |
pass it |
time is the essence-pass it.time is a hug. of old age. eyes widen-she gave time to me-one handedly. i grew into my hand.what grew into me? me you see.time is a measuring tapein the pocket of god. long...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 03:00:00 GMT |
don't know |
simple is the word.long time coming. it met me at midnight,i keep a close eye on faith. long its arms may reach. so forth and so forth.words spew out of realness...and force. I kept a close ey...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 02:44:00 GMT |
up north |
I open this flat form book, trying to broaden my horizons. It seems I've lost a little land gaze; when I gave in to my weakness of parting. a sense of me was lost. I was searching for that lost u...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:12:00 GMT |
stop shiver |
giants crowd me-
mornings yelp freed that dream i'd been dreaming.
up-out-on
beyond that stairwell-
it smells the fan up with hot cakes an maple syrup.
down fast we fly to that wonderfu...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 06:12:00 GMT |
can I get a HIGH FIVE? |
mother- my mother- you have guided me in this life on a simple path- I have held your hand watching your movements. I learn to smile when you laughed- I took your sincerity, and placed it in my pocket...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 06:00:00 GMT |
