Grand Illusions |
Grand Illusions I cough out tearsLike an actors feelingI found the middle groundI found the gray areaLike a deep meditationOr a river of knowing I can feel it comingDarkn... Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 17:58:00 GMT |
Those words echo |
Those words echoThe air is heavy with feelingI sit in a mier of water logged rosesand my heart sinks to the bottomwhat ifs float like woodbleached white with the stagnant salt of lustand questions bou... Posted by on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 15:53:00 GMT |
FATES CLEAN DEVOTION (unfinished ) |
FATES CLEAN DEVOTIONdangle me from a poemleave me in a wash of imageyour words lift veilsyour eyes scatter like dovesI am torn with a tooth to my lipmy smiles come from a caliced mindi want to hold yo... Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 20:00:00 GMT |
I try for no mind |
I try for no mind Like a mirage of skill all white noise but quiet searching for meaning to fill so add some faith to my diet Like a silent screaming always looking but seeing blindly bottles empty... Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 19:20:00 GMT |
Searching |
Searching My patience will find you, Find you with thoughts falling after like snow I look away to the future Let our souls back into each other blindly Spinning and smiling through each ... Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 08:11:00 GMT |
In the trying |
In the trying This image seems so illusive I hate it because its beautiful time turns cruel on me sadness recalls happiness ill dry these thoughts tuck them behind walls take a ... Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 08:08:00 GMT |
Seashells |
Seashells Waves bring pieces of memory to my feet This is an absurd war Pollution with all its sulfur smells and non-colors A chemical wash over theses sands of mine Water without a proper calm... Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 08:06:00 GMT |
Im not afraid of being afraid |
Im not afraid of being afraidI reinvent myselfa man of metalthe smoke dosnt die downI will never settlenot a seed anymorethis shell is shotill be a machine a feel nothing robotcold to the t... Posted by on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 19:45:00 GMT |
A promise made |
A promise madetasting of muddy soap waterspears to my heartwords like anvilsfountains of sadness, drygrasping at nothingair throup fingersfinite fallingthe scenes scream byblue eyes greenbrown eyes bl... Posted by on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 08:56:00 GMT |
Door Mat |
Door MatIts time to know nowits time to stop choosing pain as a daily doseI need a new drug im falling away, thoughts in an acid stormpraying like a celibate prostitutelike a stones ripples in blue ic... Posted by on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 08:45:00 GMT |