racing mind-losing race |
12.6.08
i can tell by the smell that tonight's 'gone be hell. but care less as lifes pool just drips dry. far from vacation with these choices im makin, this water board cruise line, that i hope ...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 08:24:00 GMT |
"to what weve looked forward" |
12.5.08
our time's been short, goodbyes just harder. this seems the case, when on the lamb.
sworn in & now called on. death march to the stand. have no regard for their strares at this shell of a ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 16:21:00 GMT |
im sure anyone can tell |
10.3.08
"im sure anyone could tell"
well the sands drained out and im still here tryin' to move ahead somehow. my times all spent. still ain't content. any chance i had gone now.
give all my days to s...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 21:26:00 GMT |
call to arms upon deaf ears.... |
11.19.08
so many sheep so little shepherds quite a task for simple & weak. headfirst jump in. no plan. cant swim. cant keep up & my body is beat.
timetable in place. not a test. not a rac...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 21:25:00 GMT |
the screams and lights of carnival |
11.19.08
the time of year i love the most is carnival. to which we toast and mumble prayers to never miss a ball.
costume & mask of masquerade. idols built, to which we paid. some gave joy, some p...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 21:09:00 GMT |
thoughts from the fourth of month five in 08 (oh-eight) |
5.4.08
...strings attached to everything &n...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jul 2008 23:52:00 GMT |
all those april fools |
4.1.08 april fools like me just never learn. man this time of year just seems so hard. april fools like me dont fade, we burn so brightly, but we still burn. yeah we burn. candlelight's still light w...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 07:39:00 GMT |
solice in sunday |
2.24.08 sometimes we fall to pieces, before the pieces fit. hold my breath until it ceases. let it out when i am hit. endless sunday mornings, piling up on my back. when its raining, man its pouring. ...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 07:29:00 GMT |
not too bright future through a charred crystal ball |
the future, like candles, burns darker each day inching me close to the edge. clean air is poison filling the space and drowning out all that they said. our innocence, we use and trade, depreciat...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 11:49:00 GMT |
the big and the grey |
"keep my head in my hands, when i ain't ringin' 'em out. either way spells worry, somethin' i know all about. watchin' my step and my back, left for a bit, but i'm back. ready for shit, but not slack,...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 12:58:00 GMT |
