You reminded me of something that just happened just last week; I woke exceptionally late to meet a friend for drinks and when we were done we walked outside the bar and noticed the sky looked rather bleak; she wasn’t one to say goodnight and instead kissed me on the corner of my lips but [...]
Archives for 2009
Persuasion We’re Into
I felt I lost it in the time it takes the sun to rise and shine, I must admit that lately I haven’t been good or even fine; there are words for people like me but I don’t think there’s very many. I’ve gained little to no control and I’ve decided to take life’s corners faster [...]
#1
I just printed out everything I’ve ever written, the finished stuff, its about 2.5 inches of stacked paper. #1.5 I went to Fedex Office today and made it double sided, wire bound it with a black back and clear front, its only about .75 of an inch thick now.
degrees, ghosts and feeling you’re sinking
Contrite it seems that I need to find a space in which I can breathe with lungs that don’t quiver when I freeze; a spirit crushed like the powdered inks mixed with water to paint the lines of separation in grids and degrees. I ask was I; I was not ready to deal will all [...]
she
She’s my sunlight in a world that’s gray. She’s breaking through the clouds in each and every way that counts. Beams of light to save my life, I’m saving my life thinking of her a little every day. Soothing the fires raging inside with word play; twisting and bending, breaking and fixing, contorting images in [...]
idiosyncrasies
I’m completely lost in why you always address me with faded memories but for the first time I can see through your fake smiles on lips so sensuous. Fingers following the sweat that trails down your hips; I fell in, forgot original intent or why I write of you in past or future tense. It’s [...]
remission
And we gave into a giving and said thanks for simply living; we all seem to be content with existing and breathing has since became an ambition; the simple things we’re after like living and living then finding repetition lost left longing and leery in suspicion. So in these circles step softly and recite not [...]
the method of laces becoming pervasive
These days we find ourselves less and less engaged and lost in our own ways; we approach life at insane speeds and wave through it as if it was a sordidly composed musical piece or a life spoken about in pretense addressing a fixture in literature, little more than a synopsis describing the fiction we [...]
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