777 |
if trees die standing,then i'm praying for roots to keep me uprightand leaves to keep me company, whisperingsoftly in the winddisclosing all the secrets of man in the most silent fashioni'd pray to be...
Posted by Adam Keller on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 07:41:00 PST |
VI VI VI |
One... two... three...deep breath. heart stopsa unanimous decision for adoration;all smiles and giggle propelled sentences.complete honesty has the subtlety of;a brick through church windowslong for e...
Posted by Adam Keller on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 01:39:00 PST |
Updater. |
this is about me and susanso, i know the majority of people that ready this either:a) don't give a fuck (i hope you wouldn't, so stop reading now)b)already have made their judgementwell, here's what i...
Posted by Adam Keller on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 01:33:00 PST |
seven point eight |
i am getting sick of sounding like a little girlthe rain has come to wash us of what has happened,but sitting in your car none of it touches us.her eyes touched with storm-cloud grey pour,i'm letting ...
Posted by Adam Keller on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 01:09:00 PST |
six |
Let me go.believe me, baby, the memory fades quicklysleep sweet in the knowledge that tomorrow will bring the resurrection of feelings forgottenthis chirade of passion and lust can't lastyou've let o...
Posted by Adam Keller on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 12:19:00 PST |
five |
Here i stand, someplace familiar, but a million miles from anything i know.The smell of consistency has replaced the taste of necesity.my own hands trace their daily path, but they no longer resemble ...
Posted by Adam Keller on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 08:25:00 PST |
II |
Already the alarm has awoken usbaby, bearly begining to break the bed's bondscasualy counting the costs of cautionless courtshipdisrobed, and discarded as desire had demandedearly exhaustion exaggerat...
Posted by Adam Keller on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 06:58:00 PST |
vanity I |
Posted by Adam Keller on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 03:06:00 PST |
number 1 |
i find myself dressed in the outfit god made for mealone i stand in a farmer raped fieldgroves left from the raveshing of the land by machinerealizing the earth and myself have more in common than i ...
Posted by Adam Keller on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 07:42:00 PST |
