Waking early. Chasing dawn,
Here we are. Unaware of children
crying; in America mockingbirds sing.
America, smile… that bewildered sultry grin.
Dance, America; like thunder—flash and roll, in
euphoria’s oblivion—to the sickness
within.
March 11, 2009, 10:08am
objectivity growing from the passing
milestones
(or reaching thirty, whichever comes first.)
Today’s a spread open & take it
away sorta day. Today, I will not repeat the past
mis(s)takes.
I will not like myself much, today.
I love me.
March 02, 2009, 10:55am
Let’s to bed, eye said. Soft & silent lips remain un-parted. Let’s rise, Dick replies. Thinned light ebbing up on our horizon. Go Downtown, simultaneous frown. To work the day away; our ultimate misfortune.
February 20, 2009, 5:34pm
upon a quivering mess. the final column’s pierce—toward heaven & toss sundial’s of light across the impressionist wreckage of a city. true lovers kiss, in a way disaffected by the decay of time.
February 19, 2009, 12:19am
