Lake Superior, O'lawd, my child. |
Poised with a ply, the plethora of papers watching over the walls wailed,"Camera obscura! At who's hand will we be 'remembered?'"
Posted by on Tue, 29 Dec 2009 23:35:00 GMT |
if you can't see the forest through the trees, you need a new agent |
ive been told theres a pity party going on upstairs and the only way youre going up is if you spill your guts right there on the side walk chalk, running up and down the block, trying to remember t...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Dec 2009 22:05:00 GMT |
"You call it serendipity, I call it lunch." |
The trench-coat caught the rain as the rain-coat slipped away and called the kettle out to say, "We're all colored the same way!" Like the charcoal on a map I us to trace and retract the shores and th...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Nov 2009 14:05:00 GMT |
chesnut |
in bloom. we sat at the window. 4:30 became the birthname of every sentence we spoke that day. "if i don't come back." as i came to a hault, grabbing my words by the tail-end and forcing them back...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Oct 2009 22:45:00 GMT |
Rock & Paper |
I act as a result of twenty-one years, Of acting real simple to save my loss for words. And if there ever is a prize Im a contender, Just as long as youll remember&Well Ill be paper if youll be th...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:49:00 GMT |
OH NO ROANOKE! |
We take up arms like were soviets sifting through cigarettes,Smoking our way out of novels not written yet.Making our way like were thieves in the night,Slithering up the apple tree and around the o...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Aug 2009 10:32:00 GMT |
William Tell |
Recall, recall that day we played William Tell by your apple tree,I use my own two eyes now that neither of us can see.So tell me tell me what you saw when those red arrows went and hit the walls,Ive...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Aug 2009 10:26:00 GMT |
old friends |
you write it down but won't spit it out, the truth that i see seeping out. i'm just an old friend, nothing to get upset about. so sleep in different shelters and try to paint yourself better, i hope...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Jul 2009 10:34:00 GMT |
the name |
It makes me think, makes me wonder, how on earth did he ever bear that boulder? Another prodigal development; weve been spiking the sacrament. If he is I and I am him, I cant figure how itll be hap...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Jul 2009 15:13:00 GMT |
II Sister Ships |
Two ships set sail when they heard the sound, but one cried to her mother; Oh we cant find common ground! If I sail south, sister will sail north, lost by her compass, she will sail far from any por...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Jul 2009 15:12:00 GMT |
