had the worst day yesterday.
felt like some bricks came down
thought it was close to the day
wondered
seemed like it
oh yes.
two years already gone
I was drawn to the place
but didn't have time
never seemed to have
enough time
even now
for her
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Personal:
I realize,
I am a mere middle aged woman
and not the whole of humanity
and not even THAT attractive
but I'm pretty sure I've got a fatally warm heart.
so understand that
I'm already dead
or dying
so nothing you
could ever do
could possibly harm
me
It's already too late.
I am a mere middle aged woman
and not the whole of humanity
and not even THAT attractive
but I'm pretty sure I've got a fatally warm heart.
so understand that
I'm already dead
or dying
so nothing you
could ever do
could possibly harm
me
It's already too late.
fossil
sandstone
rubs the soles
burns
the palms
the eyes
crumbles
erodes
becomes
the thing
that shapes it.
but holds
within
lime stone
cleavage
rest for
the marine
a passive
function
storage
of the story
continuing
every grain
in succession.
I said
and meant
everything.
:-)
rubs the soles
burns
the palms
the eyes
crumbles
erodes
becomes
the thing
that shapes it.
but holds
within
lime stone
cleavage
rest for
the marine
a passive
function
storage
of the story
continuing
every grain
in succession.
I said
and meant
everything.
:-)
Thursday, June 24, 2010
shadows
back and forth
shifting
across windy walk
tossed across
a plane
cast by blocking
light
observe
reflect
ambient
sounds
shimmer
and boom
my skin feels
like latex
stretched over
this apathetic armature
passing through
aperture
iris
provision
dust streams
sparkle
he stands
silhouetted
robust
and glittering
time recedes
into heartbeats
and breath
numbered
inventoried
indexed
I look
to comprehend
the whole
of this
elegant
entity
who chooses
to reside
beside
the ensuing
chaos
shifting
across windy walk
tossed across
a plane
cast by blocking
light
observe
reflect
ambient
sounds
shimmer
and boom
my skin feels
like latex
stretched over
this apathetic armature
passing through
aperture
iris
provision
dust streams
sparkle
he stands
silhouetted
robust
and glittering
time recedes
into heartbeats
and breath
numbered
inventoried
indexed
I look
to comprehend
the whole
of this
elegant
entity
who chooses
to reside
beside
the ensuing
chaos
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
are you from around here?
you don't address me
like I'd like to be
regarde moi
avec
contempt.
and
why
because
I don't have money?
or
I'm frumpy
what about
my heart?
doesn't that beat all?
like I'd like to be
regarde moi
avec
contempt.
and
why
because
I don't have money?
or
I'm frumpy
what about
my heart?
doesn't that beat all?
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