duck dive and dodge |
i know the space between days that i cant hold your eyes in the cusp of the palms of my hands i echo.i know am no longer pretending acting or trying on people.instead i am honing the body of me... Posted by on Sun, 02 Nov 2008 22:01:00 GMT |
mirrors |
i think i once thoughtwe all search for our mirror: the one who will reflect onto uswho we are.with radical honesty,they point out our scars from war,stretch.marks from periods of rapid growthand dimp... Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 20:24:00 GMT |
transmutation of the common word |
i am still learning how to let go of the wordsthat would let you knowhow far you have wanderedinto my world.because when truethoughts are spoken their weight just might be worth somethingto someoneor ... Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:59:00 GMT |
ever.ending.story... |
so please understand.your soft edgesand rough smilebring me "home"to the small placewhere clean snowand ice stormsmade the housewe shared speak silenceand sno.shoesstate the truth with every unfaithfu... Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 01:07:00 GMT |
sidewalks.end |
all the would-a could-a's should-a'ssitting in the sunthinking about the things they would-a could-a should-a doneall ran and hidfrom the onelittle did.that is the only shel silverstien poemi th... Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 01:02:00 GMT |
sacrificial lambs and saviours |
i wonder(because i know better)if i willget trapped betweenthewould-a could-ashould-a's and thedid'sonly becausewords have comebetween timeand the wire linesthat (unfortunately) weighon the scale offr... Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
on ninjas and visability |
there has been a humming dinvibrating my bodydroning out the beatthat used to keepmy cadence alive.auto-pilot operationof my after hour limbsleaving all the spontaneous energyin the bodies of the chil... Posted by on Fri, 23 May 2008 21:55:00 GMT |
phantom pain |
i felt it as i walked down the stairsthe sharpshooting painas if i had steppedon that piece of glass again.i actually checked,ran my hand over my soleto feel with familiar fingers...but it was not the... Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 01:20:00 GMT |
unattainable. |
handseyesmouthhairi know that allyou wearwill neverbe mineto hold.butevery dayi crash intoyour shorei knowi would giveit all away.soft edges and soft skinsweet hands and long smileakward nothing whole... Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 23:16:00 GMT |
all those |
All thosehalf bread wordsand dreams of contemplationleave mestillemtpyandwondering (again)aboutthe motivesof sweet handsand soft mouthsand careful boundariesi wish were brokenand laughterthat intoxica... Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 01:49:00 GMT |