I like how French women say the word "woman" in English with a French accent... |
...amongst other things. Like in the morning when I go to work, my friend always blasts that radio station that plays ghetto music, it's starting to grow on me. &nbs...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 10:34:00 PST |
Finished |
Nothing here is ever touched by the absent white light of dawn,These things only happen after the candle burns to a pile of sticky waxAfter a whole dayWith all its storiesSo thereDescretely spying at ...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 12:22:00 PST |
And Again, One Minute Later. |
Absolutely unperturbed little birds. All birds are bi-peds yet some hop around like they only have one leg. Rotating attractive heads on very feathery flexible necks. And they sit there in the bushes ...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Fri, 28 Oct 2005 05:45:00 PST |
On the Measurement of Time |
Slippery went the Rabbit aloneDown to the pond to make ripples with stoneRipples to carry his thoughts through timeBut no pond was found, only mud and slime.Amongst the grime, to the Rabbits supriseA...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 02:53:00 PST |
its good |
Stains of mold glow green like incumbent little fireflies, Ding song spells of slow motion thought making spies Of those of us who dare to peek through windows at night Trying to see her taking the em...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 07:56:00 PST |
Contrived |
Tamborine triumphs in and out of small vascular thoughts, floating like leaves on rippled water.As I stood by the ocean and contemplated infinity, I forwarded all my...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 12:59:00 PST |
I wrote this for Katrina |
Yours:Imperfect minds strain to beFamiliar with unfamiliar starsAnd other things that look shinyIn the night.In the confines of their skullWhere wounds are made and healedLay fires that burn unattende...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 10:14:00 PST |
Salvation |
Blow lightly on your prayers and sipGentle warmth to nullify your painFor warmth is a good taste on your lipAnd our wet wombs saturate your stain,Walk into the rain of paradiseToward setting suns of r...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 11:13:00 PST |
Refrain |
I want rosesTo represent my nature to destroyThe dream in all my posesI am a normal boyI want to be a roseSelling bibles to employThe blood flowing from my noseI am a normal boyLike that strangerFrame...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Wed, 22 Feb 2006 05:25:00 PST |
Decapitate |
What is wrote is what isBlindly felt with a methodLike abstraction for affect,A collection of vibrationsLike this plastic bottle altercationsOf water ripples on my deskMaking ghosts of so much loveIn ...
Posted by ΔL∑X on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 11:14:00 PST |
