i |
wish you were here ...
Posted by watch out for kile on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 09:46:00 PST |
green grass and omoha |
i woke up in the back of my car in a wal-mart parking lot in iowa after crashing for a few hours, opened the door so ta t i could stretch my legs out. its a comfortable enough car and i lik...
Posted by watch out for kile on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 12:11:00 PST |
with humidity i cannot describe |
today a nervous skeleton went to work for me
and he told me how he spilled trash and broke plates
how people stared and laughed behind his back
how horrible it felt
to not do a single thing right
...
Posted by watch out for kile on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 11:49:00 PST |
a tunnel made out of windows |
at first it was like a dream being away from you
nothing was real except your voice on the phone
i just drifted
eyes half open
and now that you dont call
its a nightmare
Posted by watch out for kile on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 11:36:00 PST |
and they broke my back and said you'll be okay |
falling down stairs into cold headed basementsafternoons as tv sets or vise versabones like boneyardsgrowing up around herelooks alot like giving in
Posted by watch out for kile on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 11:30:00 PST |
sleepwalking doesn't exist |
head on pillows
tonight their are cages in my mind
thoughts pressing their faces up against bars
eyes half shut from exaustion
just wanting to escape
...
Posted by watch out for kile on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 11:26:00 PST |
looking backwards with my head burried in my arms |
frail frail bones wrapped around hopes lying on the ground without a will to breathe just turning blue to fit their moods with red eyes from sleeping two hours when the sun is too bright. exausted at...
Posted by watch out for kile on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 04:54:00 PST |
time |
so i walked into the room
and when you felt the temperature rise
you looked around for me
and your eyes went to the corners first
scanning the shadows thinking i might be one of them
and then to...
Posted by watch out for kile on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
symphony |
turning
over and over
nightmares about waking up
dark rimmed eyes from not sleeping
hysteria from sitting calmly
comforters and pillows gone flat
matresses gone lumpy
this is my orchastra of ...
Posted by watch out for kile on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
art vs. reality + you |
When I painted him, he laid there on the canvas in the bed that I had provided. When I sketched the street with the cobblestones the lead never smeared and my neatly detailed clouds always covered the...
Posted by watch out for kile on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
