let this be fair |
enough of thistryng to not be tiredlet me forget my beinglet me be forgotten let this seem fair to thosewho wonder why i think this
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 09:46:00 GMT |
young and waiting for the current |
my handsscarred and tiredyears of workrun through themlike water through sivesbut I am still youngso the water keeps flowing
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 09:47:00 GMT |
forward with my falling |
going fowardwith my falling downalways something lessfoever something gracelessalways something heavierthan I can deal witrh beingforever I am botheredby even knowing what I am
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 09:48:00 GMT |
ringing of the being bell |
likea bellringingi beome aware of the daymy head hurtsthirtstyfor coffeeforcing myselfto eatthere is no mercyin the actof being human
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 09:50:00 GMT |
the weight of mercy |
inthe emptinessswim Ithereforelacking the weight of mercyi can'tdrown
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 20:48:00 GMT |
the light that escorts us into dark |
the moonisvisiblenowsharingspacewiththe sunand yetit stillfeelslike it will get toodark to breathe
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 20:51:00 GMT |
in this sick motion |
inthissick motionoflivingbreathingandforcingothersto doas wedo, wefind ourhumanity
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 20:52:00 GMT |
far past the reach of recollection |
the minuteshave fadedto far pastthe reachof recollectionand we , forced tofollow timewill eventuallyend up huddled right beside it
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 20:54:00 GMT |
morning shark |
thismorningtearsat me like sharksteethleaving meas wide-eyedas a half eaten seal
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 09:38:00 GMT |
the cruel & the responsible |
was thinkingabout crueltyand responsibilitywhat one must do ifthey hold a title glad I am not a fatherbecause I have seen how badly it is messed up and I also don't pray
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 09:40:00 GMT |
