oh com’on |
I've been here before. I know the drill. Stare. Wish. Walk away. No harm done, not too complicated. But this time, this time my feet do not obey me. They won't listen to my reasons. And I have plenty ...
Posted by Kenneth on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 08:49:00 PST |
sleeping with the butcher |
the fire in my heartthe swelling in my tongueyour ghost between my armsnow that your soul is goneand I find myself chasing shadows on the walland I find myself ready to fallyour picture in my desklook...
Posted by Kenneth on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 01:18:00 PST |
The road we walk leads to where we want to |
It washes down your throat with a spike. Just a subtle hint the damage is already done. What to do when the fixing requires more damage than just bringing down whatever is left? Is it worth the price ...
Posted by Kenneth on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 09:43:00 PST |
Back to where we were at |
Unclear paths make it easy to deviate along the fenced roads that surround this joint. The lack of signals attempts against our better judgment by disguising loneliness as solitude. Tracking back th...
Posted by Kenneth on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 01:10:00 PST |
Sandtrap |
As if by grasping the sand with his toes he could manage to pull the threads of time together and hold onto this moment for an eternity. The sand starts to break sinking his feet onto the mud, with th...
Posted by Kenneth on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:49:00 PST |
images shattered on the mirror |
Blown up idols made up from non-existent materials. We're always idealizing people, overlooking obvious flaws with hopes of being able to plaster them on a single stroke of this magic brush we've been...
Posted by Kenneth on Tue, 27 Jun 2006 12:18:00 PST |
The overwhelming reasons to hold on to the vessel |
To keep it safe I decided to hide it. I never showed it out afraid it might break. Could it be posible that it may flourish intead of becoming just one more footprint on the trail? It´s a gamble. One ...
Posted by Kenneth on Fri, 09 Jun 2006 11:49:00 PST |
try harder next time |
stand up, pick up what's leftglue it together for pitty's sakeyou never know if it'll come againbut you better be preparedthe lines along the tabletell a story not quite often heardtoo gruesome for wo...
Posted by Kenneth on Fri, 26 May 2006 11:17:00 PST |
Crash course on decision making |
Wonder why I can analyze any kind of situation on a merely logical point of view and all of a sudden common sense is not that common anymore. Able to overdrive any impulse but this time I'm not c...
Posted by Kenneth on Fri, 12 May 2006 11:06:00 PST |
