Things that strat to appear |
The little things begin to matter;where you sleep,and what your mouth does.This space is too big,can you see it closing in?I'm looking at her.I had no sleep last night.You're through with me.Misconcep...
Posted by Kimo on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:52:00 PST |
Glory |
Broken pavement before me.Who paved this ally? I try to imagine,and who was the first to forget it?Weeds come up from earth quake cracks A sign hangs crooked over a door, "Glory Antiques," and a dim, ...
Posted by Kimo on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:12:00 PST |
Me being trusting got my phone stolen!!! |
I trust everyone, it's just the way I choose to live my life. I want to get rid of as much fear as I can and I do that by just letting myself trust people and I know, trust me, I know now, people will...
Posted by Kimo on Thu, 17 May 2007 02:18:00 PST |
Apathy, Confusion, Delusion, and Glory |
I need someone to draw me a map.It would help too if it had pictures and the important things were highlighted in bright colors.I need big pink arrows drawn on the sides of buildings and hung along th...
Posted by Kimo on Mon, 14 May 2007 12:55:00 PST |
My astrology says my sanity is in question |
Somewhere along the line my life exploded.I first noticed it when I saw my car floating above 3rd street.No one else noticed anythingbut I was trying desperately to hold on the tire of my 93 ford must...
Posted by Kimo on Wed, 09 May 2007 01:56:00 PST |
Notes on Life |
I'm looking up super Novas on my computerin the Broken Drum Café.I need to learn about astronomy if I want to go to University.There's large, flat screen, high definition televisionshung in prominent ...
Posted by Kimo on Tue, 08 May 2007 10:07:00 PST |
The average day |
I'm a slob. My room's a complete mess, I look around and I don't even know where to begin so I pick up the first thing I see and put it where I think it should go but something else is already there ...
Posted by Kimo on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 10:41:00 PST |
Poetry |
Here are four of my poems: The meetingAwake early morning on the side of the roadEyes red, still tired, and bones cramped.Gray pavement, gray skyWhite plastic bag in the gutterNo windBlack crescent...
Posted by Kimo on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 02:31:00 PST |
This is the story of Jordan from my book, "This is You Being God." |
This is the story of Jordan from my book, "This is You Being God."No problemStarbucks, cell phones, adjusting the i-pod, cigarettes, one knee on the wheel.Connor in the front seat, city map folded out...
Posted by Kimo on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 01:47:00 PST |
feelings are like snowflakes |
you can't see where they come from,there's never two that are the same,and then after not long they ust melt away.OH... wait... that's actually kinda depressing.Ima try and put a positive spin on thin...
Posted by Kimo on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 05:38:00 PST |
