heartbeat of the crowd |
1994-It was the summer of 1994, and like all good stories that begin with �It was the summer of�� there was a feeling of evolutionary change in the air, like something huge was...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 08:50:00 GMT |
raging wind, supple breeze |
Simple and discreet the Dawn goes soaring over the tree tops. Ebony silouettes of a lover in the doorway of night, crying to the rising light. Who goes into the Wood without the knowledge of sacrifice...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jan 2006 14:08:00 GMT |
Tell me all about face the killer in sideways all night |
strychnine-As the time space continuum leaps me into realtime, my love for thedreamworld colors over the grays and browns of sleep. Slowly the ribbonof exisitence winds it's way around the cluster of ...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jan 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
The Ravine of God |
Raging lost within the gutter ravine, the thunder storm was washing down with toxic sewage, and with all of the confusion of the time lapse I couldnt understand how I had gotten so damn lost wit...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jan 2006 17:02:00 GMT |
the spraining of the foot |
while at the skatepark:I tweaked my foot, and brought the pain--I realize my life is made of flesh, all night wondering if my foot is broken; it is not broken the x-ray said. I have bones in my foot t...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 15:35:00 GMT |
Damning the sunscape fortune |
Damning the sunny longing, amidst the escapading trigger-fingers; lost in this. Who dares to escape? Inside and out of this nitemare of joy, trample me under your rodeo, begging the righteous to only ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jan 2006 16:56:00 GMT |
