She Watches Me |
A villanelle attempt:
Perched on a tree with three-hundred sixtyDegrees, the owl sits, stalks from up high.Her reasons know why she watches me.
Raven of Poe need not be quoted hereWhere its squawk tal...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Apr 2006 05:10:00 GMT |
Won't Let All The Cheapness Consume Us |
I wrote this one last year & recently found it lying on my bedroom floor so I rewrote some of it....not sure if it's any good...........
At your nearest Ice Cream Shop you can find Culture inall o...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 12:15:00 GMT |
A Grateful Addict Doesn't Fuss |
A silly song I wrote yesterday:
Twas' like a random film the other dayA lady with a hat on made of goldWas staring at the sky and laughingShe stepped towards me, I walked the other way
Then a dog trie...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Apr 2006 05:49:00 GMT |
Whore for the Devil |
You shake senses with your sour soul, theOnly music made is by those that soarOver your misdirection. You have moreHate than the "evils" you proclaim to see;The masked means mirrors them, this gets to...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 13:10:00 GMT |
from Sonnets for Sarah |
Will we meet our Great Transition beforeThe sunless day comes, when everything dropsOut of orbit and collapses intoOne? No matter, either way we'll be anOnion peeled with all our flavors revealed.What...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 11:12:00 GMT |
from Sonnets for Sarah |
We've set aside ideals, we're above those.We're a set of wheels, neverending, toMove us on through this yielding dream. Joined byHim through His Work, we waken the wasteful,Pray with the miserable, an...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 12:45:00 GMT |
Last night's nightmare |
This one's fucked up: I'm driving w/ Sarah & I tell her I'd like a cup of coffee so we stop @ the nearest Restaurant & I run inside. I walk over to the dining area & I see these two big It...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Feb 2006 09:53:00 GMT |
Old Lady Crying |
Today, while in UNO's Library, an older woman across from me was typing some kind of paper while crying hysterically and pounding away at her keyboard. It made me feel bad....
Posted by on Tue, 21 Feb 2006 11:15:00 GMT |
