conversation with my dead son, Dante.... |
My sonYour' birthday never cameI feel that guilt and shameSo that my next will be the sameOn my birthday we will call our namesTheir is no cure Their is no ointment Your' mother saysI am the murderer ...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 10:45:00 PST |
"The Last Letter To A Last Daughter" |
Freely they were watching Underneath the moons and above tidal ebbs Violently stating their intent Explaining their mundane lives Letting go of dreams Touching the stillness of sculpted realties Even ...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 10:09:00 PST |
Suenos en Azteca |
I thought of you on a yonder day Shone on you for a mothers sake Dreaming of haunted temples It is true of a half life Wind is blue on a backlight I have not enough wrists to say I'm sor...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 10:32:00 PST |
Reflections Of An Evening Meal |
It was made with the right spices They bubbled and cooked so as to fill the air with scent Watched with an eye fuzzy and unfocused on impurity First and foremost they must be softened The oil ...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 04:47:00 PST |
Regarding Paper |
A pen bleeds Onto the parchment pavement It does not know its' cause In every script the writer yearns Somehow the translation not now the elation A pen bleeds a hearts perforation A hea...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 04:27:00 PST |
The Constant |
Sometimes you cannot see it It is said you see instead The stars swirling around it Sometimes you look at the night It is said, the stars Are no longer young I see the images of a million...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 04:16:00 PST |
Robbins st. |
An evil lies at 110 Robbins Street My sentimenatl betrayal As though the moon had its' own light Their lies my creulest intent It lies within its' contradiction As though it were believablle...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 04:04:00 PST |
Laminar Flow |
Insatiable predicates Were found among the sediments Thesis of what pleases The smile made it evident Lucy in the sky Sounds of forgotten reasons Nimbly nimbus Clouds that trotted throug...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 11:25:00 PST |
Tribute to CODY |
Tonight I looked up Only one star shone Twinkled in rythms I thought I had known Your' mission was this Give music your' kiss The mission at hand That is just what you did Oh! My brot...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 10:25:00 PST |
T-REX |
so i wuz wondering...what kind of shoe wud a t-rex wear?for that matter wut kind of shoe wud,say, a brontosaurus wear?wud u rather have sex with a squirrel or a gross looking 65 year old woman?believe...
Posted by Boogalee Boog da 3rd esq. on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 10:52:00 PST |
