Poem 3 |
She's Flapped Like a Puppy's EarTrust fund baby.New baby.Take out the trash to the corner.It seems the world rides in whiteLimousinesBetterThan day to day shrinking.With night admiration in the mirror...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 02:39:00 GMT |
Poem #2 |
SuitI take my footsteps and pocket them,hands across the grass of lawn,and the shadow of light near you, dark and lightwatching,fingering into a shapemy puckered eyes.you must go as scent is still,rus...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 02:47:00 GMT |
Poem .1 |
A Change in Season Counting the headlights that are too yellowher face so littlesleeping in dim rooms by November, calm, outside, and her candlecold winter.Below the balconyI wait softly like no wei...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 01:30:00 GMT |
Past Quotes |
by never saying enough, I also say too much -Jacques DerridaWe are poor passing facts.-Robert Lowellphotographing your dinosaur dream-Charles BukowskiA little while...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 23:34:00 GMT |
Take a gander |
from The Prophet by Kahlil GibranWhen your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withold the "ay."There are those who give little of the much which they have--and ...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 17:12:00 GMT |
.1 |
because I wish sense wasn't for me to make. my heart is beating on a murmur. because giving to the closest friend for nothing should be contest. no one's ahead. because getting up for the bathroom is ...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 01:27:00 GMT |
