discretion? |
the majority of you with access to this blog, are considered real friends by me- perhaps i am wrong, assuming too much, but i will proceed believing such to be true. i have heard through whisper...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 06:38:00 GMT |
i am out for a moment |
i may be in jail again soon, but i am breathin the fresh air for a few days, my phone is off and i am nomadic, catch me online or wherever you can- if the cops dont get me first,
ps my life is new, i ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 03:53:00 GMT |
liz |
the love of my life
with dreams of a wife
crushed by my stupidity
weighted down by gravity
no where to go now that she's gone-
liz liz, without you i'll drown,
so long as you visit me as irest ...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 03:18:00 GMT |
time when is up |
so race cuz it will take u if u don't
it's not a matter of saying you won't
just a possibility imperceptively certain
it's the light that creeps around your curtain
and the train you run beside is gro...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 07:13:00 GMT |
in the beginning |
i live in a world where nights can last all day-
relative to you, i feel so far away
from love
removed,
maybe if you moved closer
i would feel loved all over
everywhere
again.
this distance tends to s...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 08:17:00 GMT |
about poem for a new time |
hey kids look what is happening now the ships are colliding
in mid-air with out a passenger to complain loud enough
not even a reason to care who is drowning
this precise moment, if those exist
they ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Mar 2006 08:27:00 GMT |
to install |
just open your wine slowly and discreet,
swim your fingers through the street,
smile and laugh- offer life all you are,
the human installation can never go too far,
be one or be none, be any or be&nbs...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 09:36:00 GMT |
short |
i hear my dreams screaming to be remembered-
but nothing comes to mind-
i forgot what i did last night again,
but it feels as though it were important-
i think i was sober in somber
but the paper prin...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 13:05:00 GMT |
tearful to the last drip |
and like beads on the window pain
the head with seeds concedes
the beads in the hair are there only
for vanity- not to contain the sanity
lurking in the rain that beads into and tears
through the hear...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jan 2006 13:52:00 GMT |
safe in essence |
but with whispers of treason
and a touch of spite
like being out of season
in the midst of the night
why lonely does the fox go creeping
is it for hunger or company
which vice is he seeking
wondering ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Dec 2005 10:16:00 GMT |
