March 2010
2 posts
Haha you tyrant!
words stuck on my tongue alas none are forgotten i’ve caught you with pen!
Mar 19th
oak trees on city streets
uncertain eyes through the curtains down the street. spring has fallen into place and the people know it. trash is discarded. lights are on later. the children laugh not only between shivers they rejoice and soak in the neglectful sun. All the people with their pieces are ready to re-begin But some might not make it my friend. These eyes are wondering, are they mine?
Mar 19th
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October 2009
1 post
With all the loosed leaves
This morning, has it meaning? or hopeful thoughts spin playful teasing. This mourning, has it warning? or are the fears bloated ‘n feeding. These thoughts will come out just the same, because I am all alone, drinking English tea, below a gray sky that’s all a moan. No outside altering be admitted, An order’s up for independence. Sipping on a leuk warm tea Enjoying an all...
Oct 11th
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September 2009
1 post
t minus 7 a.m.
This is the aftermath Thoughts stream down the walls Losing wasn’t losing but a means to gain it all. Quivering thighs never stained with scarlet Myths were tucked back into their bed. Wanting to experience the colors which were played inside my head. Just a song from a local bird chimed to send it all along. Such positive tones behind its words Reassuring love shared nothing...
Sep 15th
August 2009
5 posts
Aug 17th
569 notes
steps to acquiring 3D love
Reduce, reuse, recycle… your heart tied up in a little green box cast it out and reel it in again. the wine pours over your glass. the bottom’s up at last. you’ve gave me nothing. i’ve gave you nothing. so untie the ribbon and let’s begin
Aug 17th
a tiny shred of pink fabric
This red nail polish’ll never haunt me again instead I’ll feel for a friend. but 1st I want you to know something. You deprived me by telling what was my pleased ears were wanting and though it was lovely I still crave the truth. My love for you is forever and hangs on me like a jewel. But for believing words in you You were in the iron, caged, while I was the fool.
Aug 12th
in my old home
if we all stopped talking and just lay down our bodies to listen we’d surely hear something.
Aug 8th
In my day of wanting
 Out-wandering the gypsies Out-dreaming the fiction novelists. If you told me that you’d have me I’d marry you in morning before my breakfast. And if our love proved illegal I’d gladly go skipping in the rain to the gallows Allow my neck freely to be hanged. Because my life so far from sorrows. So I ask curtly “Will you have me?” I’ll give you kisses in your hands, on lips, and under skin Let you...
Aug 3rd
July 2009
8 posts
Dear Sir or Madam.... you won't be driving alone...
Prone to wander they are getting up this morning …..everywhere….. one in Livingston, one in Gatlinburg, wanting to wake up with kisses This scenery has great trees but just not their cup of tea. They cannot be consoled with this taste only comforted by the miles only thrilled by the adventure. The orphan’s home can be found alone You told me with a wink. Bags, boxes, books,...
Jul 28th
Don't bother the content... I'm the most awake but...
Waking up with a towel over me sprawled out in the front seat of a car. I find out where I am. The dash says 6:47 a.m. And I already know I’m not going to do this justice. But the sun had just woken up. It had been a long time since we woke up in sync. I open the door to end the 3 hour sleep. Every seagull in this asphalt beach is talking. Why have I missed this all along? ...
Jul 26th
Only trace was sand
            ~Where you are now is just where you are, right now. There’s many more minutes even after the sunsets. And remember the other path that day before your great disease There’s branches and thorns that grew to form a barricade. Let’s skip back with your machete Cut it down to find your clearance way              ~Remember that day your father peeled out in the van An act of means to...
Jul 24th
Electric glow… the wooden radio… shadow breaks the light… pull up the blanket… hide your face… hold your breathing… a blanket thick… not enough… shiver in the night… a hand much bigger… what’s Russian roulette… 5 bullets… 1’s missing… in a black pistol… teeeeeeears teears tears… one falls on the...
Jul 22nd
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Bells, whistles, quiet calamity
-Given the time in darkened courses on a blanket of lushest green grass The crisp chilled stars above us by streets with cars continually pass You offer me a smile, proposition to lay under these trees. Peace, amongst the chaos of the night in a much awakened city. Intrigued as I most certainly am without a single care to refuse I put my back to this green green grass and the world above me...
Jul 21st
Remembering
She wakes, she bakes, and opens her suitcase while leaving her keys in the doorway This is the day she says “hello” To a girl…”The” girl, she used to know. She left her on 5th ave. with one kiss in a tiny hand winking with false wisdom that leaving this place would bring her grain of sand. Unknownst to her The girl was the pearl and could stand the crippling war. ...
Jul 20th
Tiny Storytellers
Whispering tea leaves Drying your secrets on ~c-l-o-t-h-e-s_L-i-n-e~ Pleasantries I’m sure
Jul 19th
Thoughts Written Quickly
   Whimsical waitfuls are beckoning the balconies and turning with trances of time In dreams of bruised knees they will sway back and forth without knowing where it’s all at.     And it’s times like these colors imply more. Blue, rust, green oxidizing alley staircases Copper doors, dancing wood floors. Enjoy every bon bon you’ve ever desired.     My loves turn me fool ...
Jul 19th