Take a seat in the audience
and watch myself devise
a wonderful demise
maybe I'll pass away
singing these misplaced lines
an addictive self destruction
as my mind suicides.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
for a friend
My god is not your god. Yet, their roots intertwine,
like two old oaks side by side. Independent & vastly
different, but the core of their existence feeds upon
the same water, love.
like two old oaks side by side. Independent & vastly
different, but the core of their existence feeds upon
the same water, love.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Google Google
Today was the first time google couldn't give me an answer.
....I googled how to handle you.
....I googled how to handle you.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Say something.
So I know, just let me down today.
Tell me that your going to leave it this way.
And so I know,
Please say something, if this what you want
Don't let me hang in.
Tell me that your going to leave it this way.
And so I know,
Please say something, if this what you want
Don't let me hang in.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
A life with no color.
Sitting on a tram
Alone - sits a man.
Grey hair. Overweight.
Wearing a suit.
His eyes close.
His head sinks down.
His head flings up.
The motion of the tram.
Forces his tired eyes open.
A daily hang over.
A reoccuring event.
FREEZE FRAME.
I begin to walk up.
The air stale.
Color diminshes.
Sounds blur.
With a pen in hand.
I paint in the air
"Is this life?"
Alone - sits a man.
Grey hair. Overweight.
Wearing a suit.
His eyes close.
His head sinks down.
His head flings up.
The motion of the tram.
Forces his tired eyes open.
A daily hang over.
A reoccuring event.
FREEZE FRAME.
I begin to walk up.
The air stale.
Color diminshes.
Sounds blur.
With a pen in hand.
I paint in the air
"Is this life?"
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Something of Value
Education over.
Mature enough to create something of value,
or at least just something.
Mature enough to create something of value,
or at least just something.
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