ripples in a pond |
Our lives are ripples in a pondEvery new occurrence, pebbles thrown in the waterSome build strength with every subsequent splashWhile some fade as quickly as they beganI am a tidal wave.I am a hurrica...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 11:44:00 PST |
devil in his eyes |
He has got the devil in his eyes.A slight red growing in the iris.Out of the blue.Hallucinations,left sitting alone,left confused.That is when it snuck in,through the mirror.It snuck in,when he faced ...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 11:43:00 PST |
Just a thought |
I have been trying to do something, part of the reason I came to this place. To force myself to forget.Clear everything unnecessary. To start over,learn, experience, know why I knew.A part died. Thoug...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 04:01:00 PST |
No need for a title (revised, the first and last time) |
No need for a title.But then,you understand.I m wasting.Fading away here.Time for a change of plans.I m leaving.You know where too.Somewhere I ve always been.The place where it all began.Maybe I ll se...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 12:18:00 PST |
I am different places |
Where has it all been?Where has it gone?It is not here, here again.It is not here.not here anymore.I still love the waythat it has becomeso easy to remember.To forget.To remember.To forget one another...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 12:45:00 PST |
an abstract simple narrative |
The tile danced down the hall,marking broken paths that led to each door.An exit. First a pause. A rock back on the heels,a look back at a solemn face."Don't go,I'll have forgotten you by tomorrow."Pl...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Wed, 02 May 2007 01:03:00 PST |
What the little boy taught me |
I watched a little boy playing whilst loading my laundry into the coin-operated machines at my apartment complex. They must belong to some friend of the owners or something like that, because someone ...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 04:17:00 PST |
we are the in between |
there is nothing.there is no one.there is no you, no me.we are the space beside the matter.the cloth behind the seam,the garment draped casually over all that goes unseen.we are everything and nothing...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 12:00:00 PST |
where you stand |
stuck between yesterday and tomorrow,because the day before was always better,and the next day could always be.so look forward,take one step back,and never be happy.never be happy with where you stand...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 12:38:00 PST |
know me, know you will not know, know it will end. |
I want to love.I want to hate.I want to create,and to destroy. I ve got it back.That burning flame.That which I had been missing.So now you will know,the emptiness of my feelings.And you will understa...
Posted by Self portrait of a mad man on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 12:13:00 PST |
