How Long is Soon? |
A simple list of pros and consneither outweighing the other.So I close my eyes, and all I seeare two boats lost at sea together.
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 11:54:00 GMT |
Riding a Bike Without a Helmet! |
My soft hand in yours,Large and freckled;Two pairs of big,Yellow-amber eyes;Drunken dancing,And laughing silentlyAll night long.Nothing else couldMake me this happy.Even though you areTraveling the wo...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 11:47:00 GMT |
The Inevitable! |
He slicks back his hairand buttons up his collared shirt.Clocking in at 9:00am, he sits behinda large oak desk for hours shaking hands-- dirty, lying hands--while his dearest friendsare all settling d...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 09:05:00 GMT |
Summertime! |
I feel out of place, out of body,like I'm watching everythingfrom the corner of a roomwith my back against the wall.Everything is hectic, andeverything is happening without me.I am in the last few pag...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 10:38:00 GMT |
That Night! |
I felt tired, wrinkled, and used,and I could taste the nicotine from your cigarette.My body was numb, my mouth was mute,and I couldn't find my shoes.
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 14:16:00 GMT |
Oh! |
i bought him flowers.i tried making myself clear.he didn't know what to do.he wanted to hide them,out of sight,out of mind.he wanted to cut himself freeand runlike i was an anchor tying him down.he di...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 12:25:00 GMT |
The Effects of a Desensitized Heart! |
I've sat perched on the old, wooden window sill -- the one that reveals the view of the approaching country road. I dwell on the fact that I will never see your car in the driveway or hear that famili...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 20:36:00 GMT |
An Old, Tall Bookshelf! |
My heart is an old, tall bookshelffilled with secrets of affairsand unrequitted loves.I put you on the highest shelfwhere you quietly collect dustuntil you accidentally fall of the shelfand I have to ...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:06:00 GMT |
My worth is measured! |
My worth has been measuredby the length of my hair,the cup size of my breasts,and the amount of timesI am willing to spread my legs for you.I can't blame you, though.This is only my fault,because I fo...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 08:46:00 GMT |
But Still! |
Just when I thinkI have given upand that it's over,my phone vibratesin my pocket;I was waiting foryour call.The air conditioning turns on;the vent is right above me.Goosebumps and dry skin contract,bu...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 16:08:00 GMT |
