turning the page |
just lost my ability to see you in the faces of strangerstoday, i got a text msg from youall i saw were bits n pieces, letters bunched togetherno meaningno worthno sense.suddenly my bedseems much smal...
Posted by well, yea. on Mon, 17 Sep 2007 10:25:00 PST |
intentional |
following is an excerpt from the diary of two mad mexican men, an anthology of email exchanges between two men who beautifully hungered for each other."You are a story teller and you do make things se...
Posted by well, yea. on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 10:22:00 PST |
working title: encuentro |
The self is not something to be tamed.A human's ability to thinkinventand Dream,On top of dream,On top of dream,Can not be categorizedOr conditionedMade to perfectionManufacturedBoxedAnd delivered.The...
Posted by well, yea. on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:39:00 PST |
postmodern angst circa 2004 |
who. or what. has wronged me?mechanical functioning. boredom. egoism.(of others). subterraneaninhabiting. eyeglasses. barefoot on ice or coal. commercials on thetele. black ink on black paper. you ins...
Posted by well, yea. on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 09:22:00 PST |
circa 2005 |
i think i want to watch some more sex and the cty to distract me fromyou. me from me. you from me. or maybe talk about the casual sex ihave. how amazing it is. how cheap it is. how important it ...
Posted by well, yea. on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 09:09:00 PST |
imaginary dialogue? |
i know pain well. and pain is not what i seek nor desire. hours and days seem to surround me. but time has no real value. there are symbols words and gestures that show some reg...
Posted by well, yea. on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 10:30:00 PST |
to my sistas. |
i'm taking a moment to reflect and to just sit with the blessings that God has provided for me. thank you God. thank you sistas. in so many ways you've shown me how to be strong. how to endure. how ...
Posted by well, yea. on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 10:33:00 PST |
dreamability |
i find my way to the end of a moment in timewhen i lay in bed with sleep.the time between 'yesterday' and 'tomorrow'is spent wandering, floating, timelessand DREAMing.i wake upto the morning lightafte...
Posted by well, yea. on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 11:00:00 PST |
making meaning. |
i was contemplating the notion of relationships with a good friend of mine and he offered me this:"It's like, we date people, like let's say, you know, we're interested in somebody and we put on the p...
Posted by well, yea. on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 10:16:00 PST |
right or left? |
Then I'm grabbing your hand and running with it, lifting you from the ground, you, &n
bsp; me, together, a traversing intersection...
Posted by well, yea. on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 06:55:00 PST |
