no response |
i looked intothe mirrorthis morningand winked'you are not a looney'not hearing a response backi sat onthe toiletto pincha loafandwondered whymy reality checkbounceddoingsuduko©jeff gunderson
Posted by on Sat, 30 May 2009 04:03:00 GMT |
listened ~~~ CPCC Wednesday Host |
i spoke into a canyon the echo of the mecame back when i heard it it was different when i listened then ~~~~~~~ i have missed my friendsand their words jC. 2008" target="_self">here i am
Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:34:00 GMT |
but i wanna |
I wannaBe4 UP?! UP?!*holds arms up**holds arms out *Up?!Up?!I wannaBe4 jeff gundersonC. 2009
Posted by on Wed, 25 Feb 2009 04:21:00 GMT |
Valentine Moment Observed ~ Vicariously |
A screeching screamTake out the garbage!WHAT?You never listen to me!I do to.I could kill you sometimes! *later, half a houseawayHearing a faint whisper* Take me, take me now& Sprinting and peeling clo...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Feb 2009 03:08:00 GMT |
unthinking |
As long as I canRemember I haveHad amnesia Still eating a lemonSnow coneI wonder: Do butterflys eat butter? If love is blind, whyIs lingerie for sale? Then the pain,BRAIN FREEZE! Yellow snow is bad! I...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 08:13:00 GMT |
just hash marks |
Prison walls That surround MeCovered in paper Marked by letters Forming words Looking at them Counting them backwards They are justhash marksTo whenYou saidGoodbye jeff gundersonC. 2009
Posted by on Fri, 09 Jan 2009 02:48:00 GMT |
confession signed |
Tear of a tear
Smile on top of
A
Smile
I promised not
To miss
You
A vow
Shattered
This transcript
My contractual
Acceptance
Printed in this platform
The ta...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 11:19:00 GMT |
Deer Park ~ (excerpt from a short story) |
I am kind of going in a few different directions right now as far as finding things that keep me occupied. As a bonus I have a lot of really great friends here that are excellent story tellers; ...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Nov 2008 12:18:00 GMT |
illusion’s touch |
Your hand on
My hand
Becomes
My hand
You close your
Eyes
And I fall
Asleep
An illusion
Just like thunder
Chasing lighting
From the sky
I may forget
But lov...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Nov 2008 11:11:00 GMT |
Poets Round Table No. 89 ~~ Totally 80s |
Like Oh-my-God, gag me with a spoon! If shoulder pads never come back it'll be too soon.From Madonna wanna-be's to preps with their popped collars,everybody's paid the price, and I want my two...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Nov 2008 07:52:00 GMT |
