about something. |
yu= mi. is this the red herring of the unwind.back and forth and forth and back. it is often this happens.can we fall backwards onto wire-screen covered demise. collaps...
Posted by john mistric on Wed, 07 May 2008 08:35:00 PST |
les tomates rouges gratuitement dans la ville de musique. |
Drops moistened our heated hair, and my windshield, as to represent the arrival of dehydrated scabs and incomplete showers of conversation. The tiny pieces of water acted as the adhesive we needed to ...
Posted by john mistric on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 12:28:00 PST |
Spirits wander while bodies hold in idle disbelief. |
As your teeth began to clutch with tension into my constricted tender heart, I stood terrified in disbelief, furtively enjoying roughly becoming torn apart. Contained and controlled memoirs of explo...
Posted by john mistric on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 09:27:00 PST |
thoughts met at the water hole...were thirsty. |
There once was a boy. The boy lived in a crowded confine alone with a cat. In a world all to himself. too much control for that poor boy The boy dreamed of flying and grinding grains of ...
Posted by john mistric on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 11:49:00 PST |
"The Spider and the Fly"-Howitt |
The Spider and the FlyWill you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly, 'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, ...
Posted by john mistric on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 12:25:00 PST |
cordless phones? tell me its a joke? |
breaking berries from struggling sticks
ensuring my harvest is ready for winter of course.
you know the woman whose old man lost his layers of color?
the woman who chased shadows from yo...
Posted by john mistric on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 11:16:00 PST |
Starry Gaze |
Winding stars in constellations across the once crimson-tangerine stained pallet, I digest the connotation of an encounter with emotion untranslatable. Its not uncommon for someone like my self...
Posted by john mistric on Tue, 06 Dec 2005 01:21:00 PST |
Tainted Perspective |
Love conquers all? Whos over exaggerated cliché is this? Didnt they ever experience pain, aloneness or doubt in their lovers eyes? I suppose true love may not involve this anguish...
Posted by john mistric on Tue, 22 Nov 2005 04:29:00 PST |
Voyage West |
A voyage west was taken at the age of 2 and 0. Leaving with intents of finding a lost rock, the naive traveler over stuffs a suit case, running 30 minuets behind. Arriving at the airport w...
Posted by john mistric on Thu, 20 Oct 2005 09:58:00 PST |
Only Time Will Tell |
Everyone strives for personal gain and fresh experiences to fill the void between life and death. I view these strives as paths in enticing environments that relate to the personal struggle at h...
Posted by john mistric on Tue, 11 Oct 2005 07:55:00 PST |
