If only |
I could fill that hole in my headwith burgersthat emptiness in my eyeswith youtubemy eyes would shootwith love if they couldand I'd stuff my lifewith your presenceit's a run away-"stuckness"a moveless...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:55:00 GMT |
no subject |
The Flabbergasted
Fast Food Addiction
Crisp Chips
Animals being fed by humans
Giving names to objects
Cozy
Sommersault
The Herbivores
Mince
Mammoth
Maladroit
Denouemen...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:49:00 GMT |
Before Knocking Off (a fairy tale) |
Ten minutes to goI'll distract myselfand take it slowsharpening pencilsif anything at allor carefully countingthe spots on the walldon't fall asleep not nowit's too lateand anyway I'll see you soonout...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Sep 2009 13:59:00 GMT |
On a tiny string |
On a tiny stringrocks fall to my toesmy shoes gone an iron figuredreadfully smilesand turns arms leaving is nothing likeyou'd expectis that the way we travel?mumI hadn't seen blisters in agesI hadn't ...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 14:41:00 GMT |
fiberglass splint |
++ remote control ++Can those shiny eyesbe minecan those steps there are to takebe fakewaitin everywhereand alwayswhat do you think you are doing?---©© shiny stickers ©©you stand with your back to th...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 03:41:00 GMT |
’Will the real Rob G. please stand up’ (A.D. Ibisch) |
HelicoptersCNN is there, Fox, ABC, BBC...even Nickelodeonbut no smurfs, no spongebobthe hungry spectators brought guns orhunting knifeswhere you born in a barn?I roll you across the floor to put out t...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 01:46:00 GMT |
day to day imprisonement |
Time Bomb & tick & tick &tick & tick &tick & tick A flick inside my head & tick & tick &tick & tick &tick & tick Push that button or pull that lever & tick & tack &tick & tick &tack & tick ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 08:04:00 GMT |
start somewhere else |
start somewhere elsedrifting in all directionsstumbling alongseeing it all with the blink of one eyesticky eyelids stay closedand frozen insidewhere could you flyif you had a kite?no parachuteno life ...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 01:19:00 GMT |
Cold Shoulder |
Cold Shoulder meansI leave you hangin'heavy breath on thin but warmairon the way homethe night in the cityis a pondeverything and everyoneis floating freelyCold Shoulder leaves for secondsI cough and ...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 05:05:00 GMT |
hmmm |
today I felt my life againwhile I rode through the cooking noonat night my eyes stuck to the tiles and therefore I couldsee no moon
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 16:36:00 GMT |
