dreams |
Can I have what I’ve always dreamed of? Will she want me too?My arms will wrap her up, and my breathwill warm her, anew.
Is she thinking, the way I am?To be held by me?Or will she leap awa...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 20:45:00 GMT |
love, or cooking?? |
She is my knife,my rusty knife,she waits in my drawer,for my hand to clench her,she is so patient.She longs to taste what I will.I leave her to swelter in waiting.I see her only when I look for her,bu...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 20:11:00 GMT |
every dog has its day |
that dog has something on his mind
he's on a mission.
how long will you continue to pretend he is your best friend?
will you be in denial when he is drinking the blood from your heart?
or will you sti...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 21:27:00 GMT |
lost family |
It used to be that a bottle like me was a fancy thing! but now im just like the rest. not even much more important that an alluminum can! there are so many of my friends, and family ...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 21:50:00 GMT |
one of many under the tread |
a piece of dry dusty gravel
on a dry windy road of sleepy, sleepless traffic.
the rain is soaked up far to quick to fold a crease in the puddle, that would otherwise have washed away the grime fr...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 21:15:00 GMT |
