a letter to carol |
i say, if there is nothing less you do in this life, it is that you let yourself be shattered before the fires that are our faith and our purpose, that are our yearning to be a power for the world to ...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Sep 2006 02:47:00 GMT |
breathlings |
now doesn't blow overthe pastdoesn't mend itselfcan't smooth over this blogit has us like fatethis line will not leave you to bebusying yourself won't make it go awayi've seen people runand think they...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 17:12:00 GMT |
Peace in Death |
There is a peace in death, a peace in closure, in knowing that conclusion is absolute and unpredictably present. It is in our ability to live right that allows us this peace, to know that we have done...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Aug 2006 00:43:00 GMT |
blinking like you were in my eyes |
sore soft movements bleakly melt from my cold limbs as i am birthed from the comforting form of my mothers love. the pieces of my skull are fusing together. so they can protect my central processing...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 01:29:00 GMT |
vocabular breaths |
I embark into the dark, the only way to leave my mark, there's no demand, it's in my hand, I land in deserts sometimes stark, yet have the heart to lesten to the beat of starving heads, need not find ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 20:13:00 GMT |
