confessions... death bed whispers |
i've got nothing new and that doesn't stop some. momentary lapse, my spirit yawns on broken lips and i'm waiting for the tide to turn in favor. i wait in silence like the dead in rows like crops to r...
Posted by christopher on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 06:11:00 PST |
something i needed to see... 4 degree head tilts |
the bodies raved, so much flesh and sweat. merry-go-rounds dancing on see-saws. well polished, fit for the funeral. top of the world, lighting flames at it's feet. so much energy in such tired fac...
Posted by christopher on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 12:19:00 PST |
demigods and the dandelions... |
suffice to say... we've nothing to say. recycled revelries.points well taken, or have you?much like the flowered fields- there's complex beauty in the way we sway.self worship is a tedious empty. re...
Posted by christopher on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 02:36:00 PST |
contortions... |
smearing rubies across the skies and throwing stakes in the soil just below their feet... we set sail on wings of honey and the plush lips, wave after invasive wave, comes crashing over a mountain of ...
Posted by christopher on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 03:49:00 PST |
sandcastles... |
behold the slippagy...living on the beach can take your breath away... wave after wave, time after time. the dancing crests, the beautiful breaks and the sky's face- beaming above in a brightness, un...
Posted by christopher on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:01:00 PST |
what a lovely day... |
there's math equations in the air, all things expressed algebraically and no theorem has yet to find it's path. there's a sea of blackboard and button and the ships thereof sink sadly with barren pal...
Posted by christopher on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:03:00 PST |
what did it all mean? |
science fiction becomes gospel... and we depend on our one thing that caused the problem, our minds...so tell me, laying there in the grass, eyes affixed on things never reached for... what did your ...
Posted by christopher on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 01:58:00 PST |
melange... |
two bodies... one aim. tension, mindset- hemispheres colliding. sweat upon sweat, not a shift without match. dig. bite... harder, let me feel this- let me know you're real to me.desperate grip, pu...
Posted by christopher on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 06:43:00 PST |
back and forth IV |
Back And Forth IV Current mood: bored Category: Writing and Poetry back and forth... and back, again note... this piece has three authors and is in a metamorphic stage and will hopefully manifest into...
Posted by christopher on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 08:18:00 PST |
genesis to genocide... my sea of sugar |
my hands float before me... left, up and over; right, down and under. the sway, the dance. two lovers working together.it was blue and heavy, the lovemaking... the resurrection of a story and of a g...
Posted by christopher on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 05:43:00 PST |
