blood |
from the most brokenand crippled hearti writein tears and silencein pain and angishi am not who i thought i was.and i'm not quite sure what it takesto morph and glowlike a mothlike a snakeevolve, says...
Posted by bird on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 01:40:00 PST |
luggage |
one hour til lightand the plauge of restlessness is riding my backan empty suitcase sits in the corner of my roomtaunting mebegging me to take it somewhere elsereminding me of the colors that we have ...
Posted by bird on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 02:00:00 PST |
perfume |
It has become a way of life for me:lose controland live to write about it.I hope that after all of these wordsI will be more real to the world around me More accepted?w o r d sbold and unbridledhave a...
Posted by bird on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 10:07:00 PST |
spine |
flesh, like delicate laceis not enough to conceal the rot beneath the marrowwe think everyone is fooledwe think that if we wash that skin until it peels from the boneno one will notice the dirt pilekn...
Posted by bird on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 04:16:00 PST |
the chelsea |
This piece was written exactly four months ago, yet the sounds and emotions of that night are as real to me now as they were then. Though in reading my words, you may not grasp the importance of the m...
Posted by bird on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 11:35:00 PST |
blaze |
no sooner had i come that i leftand on the eve of my departuremy bones froze in fearhow could I leave this place?You learn a lotmoving to a foreign landaloneYou learn a lotspending countless hours lis...
Posted by bird on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 06:00:00 PST |
peace on earth? |
I used to think it was so easyI'd figure it out...just give me some timePeace on EarthWas it too lofty a goal?It seems to me that everyone here is running in circlesheads cut offhands in the airIt see...
Posted by bird on Mon, 07 May 2007 04:05:00 PST |
take heart |
{28.4.07}{jerusalem}One wrong moveIs that all it really takes ?to change your lifeto divert your pathto muddy the waterto taint the portrait.One wrong move.I've lived beneath its canopy Fear of that m...
Posted by bird on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 04:01:00 PST |
Gloria Patri |
{april 20}{jerusalem}Oh how quickly we forgetI walked the hallsdark and mournfuldrowned in elaborate goldI breathed the stale scent of incenseand listened to the cries of the affectedHere he hungHere ...
Posted by bird on Sat, 21 Apr 2007 06:27:00 PST |
blow |
{march 14, 2007}jerusalemThe wind, it drives me towards madness.like spirits on the prowlit moans and screams as demonsit wills to tear me downfor days now, all i hearthe whistlinghaunting soundWhen I...
Posted by bird on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 06:34:00 PST |
