opened eyes |
the ground is alive.
the colors are a sight
for my sore eyes.
they lift from the dirt
and fill me up,
like a burst of light.
my eyes shine and
i've never felt more alive
than the wind through the tre...
Posted by jess on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 08:33:00 PST |
its a fight |
you sweep through me.
my nerves, my muscles,
my bones respond.
my heart is heavy,
and my brain is full of led.
you could take care of that.
but, more powerful than the
whirlwi...
Posted by jess on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 08:30:00 PST |
cooling off |
the fall breeze is soft
against my cheeks.
i'm letting the
sunshine fill me up.
i've spent too much
time empty.
never half full.
always echoing or
filling up the loud space
with destruction constructi...
Posted by jess on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 10:40:00 PST |
