Monthly Archives: July 2004
A curtain and You
in most poems, a syllable of you, somehow falls …. and fits into the words
Comments Off
Filed under Random Links
A little after Afternoon, purple and you
Wet stars, and supposed you, Yesterday, she looked like her soul was bandaged with soft words, Marienne, has somehow found her way into the crevice again, Supposed you, were to slip a star inside the ocean, time was slow, and came by … Continue reading
Comments Off
Filed under Poetry and Fiction
Afternoon, blue and you
Last night, you entered through the mirror and floated slightly above where my breath lands, I could cup my hands, and the signs begin to show their weariness, All the lines, with six of their tributaries were being washed with … Continue reading
Comments Off
Filed under Poetry and Fiction
Blah-ing
I don’t know if I should categorize my lack of ‘social skills’ as a mere aberration in an otherwise charming package. Probably not. Loud when I should be whispering Mad when the world is sane Quiet when everyone is laughing. … Continue reading
Comments Off
Filed under Random Links
Between Br and eath
I am drawn to the ‘outside’. Perhaps she reminds you of small dogs and tiny eyes
Comments Off
Filed under Random Links
Breathing in
At night, when all is visible is the most intimate, and the most bright. The blue curtains on the windows, turn to inky darkness, and I can’t distinguish between the two most intimate sounds. One of heartbeat, and the other … Continue reading
Comments Off
Filed under Random Links