Monday, December 10, 2007

Thursday, December 6, 2007

good morning

So i was feelin crappy and tired and I didn't want to be awake; And then I watched this, and I laughed a little

Sheep Jumping On Bed

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Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Monday, November 26, 2007

the scent of familiarity

This scent, this smell
it covers me suddenly
once remembered,
I am rendered naked all too comfortably
into a place where imagination fuels visibility
a reliable rescue I find worth more than tangibility
in this circle of two-way streets
with the senses ephemerally stealing beats
this is engulfing love
eternally incapable of the incomplete
and here with no definitive temperature
the rush and wave the way it fills my lungs
this welcomed change in atmosphere
like a savior it leaves my body light
and my brain clear

Thursday, October 11, 2007

I felt your anger today
the way you do when you cut right through me
but the colors were different from what you see
inside my locked view i took no victims

My blood started rising
lava shooting through my veins like seizures
the clouds ached grey and out of focus

I felt your anger poisoning my heart
a selfish contempt for the world ahead
burning toxic with an irrational one-way view

this anger you channeled so carelessly
that you fed off so frequently
filled and raped my body of all good today
immature i sought only war

but you see im small
i cannot annhialite another's will like you
and my body can not handle this rocket size anger
no not like yours... it was so simple to swallow it whole and unleash its blood on my hands
no i didn't take prisoners the way you did

i felt your anger so hard and fast today
i was inside the fire that overtakes you
but I chose to stay still
i didn't fall down with its deathly current
no not like you

Saturday, August 25, 2007

there is an emptiness beneath the ribs of me
like the empty ditch a dead body crawled out of
 leaving only hollow ground in its wake
the days seem darker
so i just stay inside where i control the light
and the paint on the floor is nothing.
it is nothing. but i swallow it whole in a ritual of diversion and rescue.