Scenes in a crowded ballroom. |
You're a travesty in scarlet tonight a perfection of subtlety the dance does no justice and falters under our step; the piercing marble eyes keep to the floor Your lips stain glass like sins clingi...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 23:19:00 GMT |
Dreams the Poet-killer in me has on occasion. |
i hate your greedy little eyes and the flecks of temporal waste they throw into my pupils when i meet them i can't help but drown every time you recite your watery metaphors diluted from the ocean of...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 01:20:00 GMT |
anatomydove |
(prequel: all souls must have an equal, though they may long to conquer, and these fragile words are never your equal, though they ache for your touch) i fear to open the tomechild in my hands, dust...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 23:21:00 GMT |
Untitled Magic |
ladies and gentlemen, children and fools of all ages just behind this curtain of iron and right up these twelve precocious steps i stand on a stage illuminated by firelight conjured from my fingertips...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 23:22:00 GMT |
Biography of a fire in my eyes. |
"I'm not homosexual, I'm not heterosexual, I'm just sexual." Michael Stipe Standing with my eyes down, trying to change as quickly as possible, trying desperately not to get dis...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 13:55:00 GMT |
into and out of the groove. |
I'm too afraid to write anymore; faced with the blank page, I'd rather walk away than learn to understand the voices in my head. My personal tower of Babel, like the original, is better as rubble.Ther...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 17:23:00 GMT |
Ultra Parallel. |
The word "geometry" is Greek for "measure of the earth," and when I was younger I thought that meant I could measure anything in terms of dimensions heavy-handedly classifying with circumferences and...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 13:36:00 GMT |
to a beat. |
Look: this is me being witty. This is me being ironic. This is me using big words in long sentences. This is you getting hooked by the hook, not the look but the hook, the jab that grabs you and pulls...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 07:12:00 GMT |
"wanna see the lights, it takes me through the night" + "your penelope" |
I don't know what to do with these pieces. Wrote them last year, around this time. They kind of go together in a really weird way. Maybe that's just in my head. It is, I think, only because the person...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 08:35:00 GMT |
Nuclear Winter. |
Carl Sagan once said, "Except for fools and madmen, everyone knows that nuclear war would be an unprecedented human catastrophe." But he's never wanted to blot out the sun.I used to look forward to th...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 08:26:00 GMT |
