Sorry |
Young man on the street, I apologize.For all the pain and misfortune I have caused you.I ask not your forgiveness.Only your ears, just for a moment.If I could do it over again I would do it differentl...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Thu, 31 Jul 2008 06:26:00 PST |
Go To Bed At Three |
Go to bed at three.Wake up at five thirty.For the life of me I can't fall back.Sleep evades me like a fly.Relax, it's ok.Do some paintings, wash some dishes, life goes on.Blood shot eyes early in the ...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 10:24:00 PST |
Maybe |
Maybe we could run off.Maybe we could stop time, or fly without machines.Maybe you could talk to me.Maybe you could love me as much as I love you.Maybe I could stop crying like a little bitch.Maybe my...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 01:51:00 PST |
Floating Like A Lotus |
I found myself sitting at a bench at about 2 P.M. on a cloudy day.Just staring.The green of the trees with the light grey background of the sky.It was simply enchanting.A quiet and peaceful guitar pla...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Fri, 23 May 2008 12:15:00 PST |
We Are But Flowers In A Garden. |
Perhaps it is for the best that some plants grow apart after being entangled for so long. Thusly, they both get more sunlight.And perhaps it is good to go back to your roots after growing so tall and ...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Thu, 15 May 2008 01:05:00 PST |
An Enlightening Look Into One of Hells Many Dimensions. |
All roads lead to some museum in Las Vegas.This I now know as a fact.I was sitting in the car at 9:16 (P.M.), almost to Vegas. It was insane. My dad planned to get us there, stay the night, go to the ...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Fri, 09 May 2008 12:24:00 PST |
Ghosts |
Walking to the kitchen sometime late at night.It's dark, my mind is amusing itself, making shapes in the darkness.Muttering half remembered song lyrics to myself as I look in the fridge.I hunger for s...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Fri, 09 May 2008 12:07:00 PST |
Zero Productivity |
I should be doing something productive. But I'm not, instead I'm enjoying listening to Tai make stuff up on the Piano at 12:40 in the morning.The neighbors must love us.So aside from the random sounds...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 10:36:00 PST |
Like Water After Mints |
Today, she leaves this house.Today, she is unbound.She wakes.Leaving the box in silence.She breathes the morning air, filling her lungs with a searing freshness.Like water after mints.Watching the sun...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 03:54:00 PST |
Dawn is Breaking |
It’s very early, 4 A.M.I’ve been up all night. Waiting for Kim Maxwell to wake up so I can call her and try and weasel my way into her class.I want to be in that class, the last time I joi...
Posted by Mr. Zephyr on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 11:21:00 PST |
