Rigid waves at the Point Reyes light house |
Setting out on what seemed to be an adventure,I knew it was just another reminder of the meek environment which I am surrounded by,The choice words I use, and the meaning they seem to lack.Not a half ...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 02:08:00 PST |
Im so fucking close |
Parched, gasping, and weak.A fledgling to my so-called peersArrogant, confused, and misunderstoodThe words never seem fluid, always escaping at the wrong timeUgly, lifeless, a mimic.Parallel glass pro...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 05:56:00 PST |
T.H.G. |
I'll neverforget Your defining ways...always absolutesa constant march in fancy bootstoward whatever You were destined foralas that parade has passedWe're all still marching for Youand Your memoryif W...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Fri, 11 Jul 2008 09:11:00 PST |
5:55am |
Swaying in the tunnel waiting for a vessel Five till six, I'm always late for the early morningI boarded and sat indiscriminately next to a vagrantWho rhymed and babbled just for me"Please step away f...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Sat, 05 Jul 2008 08:08:00 PST |
Developed in a brain, carve it on the screen. |
Lustrously craving a superior life of richesFeral facination of an exaggerated liquid reflectionToss the dulcet waters and make it newChildish mentality with no concurrent consequencesAs if agents of ...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 11:46:00 PST |
Bear masks and good company. |
Subtle affirmations of a creative futureThis of course is clumped together With my complete desperationA dread and shiver so cold and hopelessI fear that once again I have fallen The only hands under ...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 01:40:00 PST |
Super Imposing |
Fractured lines and tainted speeches while you smile at my imaginary bedsideWe speak of past lovers and promise undying jealousyImpossibilities swimming past my high rise windowWe're injected and infe...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Sat, 31 May 2008 01:52:00 PST |
No room for mistakes. |
Supple yet bittersweet, I must get through, To a home that doesn’t freeze like this Fear is useless to me, it’s just a crutch &...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 01:42:00 PST |
Thick speech and analytical themes (Final) |
A pitiful display, walking so hard on sore solesMeet me in the alley, together we'll kill the night Just for a while we find that momentWhere our eyes tell every hidden truth Scratching the surfa...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 03:37:00 PST |
My stomach turns around |
Boiling yellow bile creeps up my pipes.Your smile tells me more then words ever couldYou're happy with what you've done.Haven't grown up I see.Just avoidance.Don't smile at me, you're not allowed.Stup...
Posted by Conn Donato Cianci-McGraw on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 01:36:00 PST |
