to lie still, be silent
as the last light of
the afternoon stretches cat-
like across his face
she is feigning sleep--
like some demi-deity,
thinking: this is good.
5.03.2008
4.06.2008
so far this year nothing has been accomplished
instead of trying
to fix the things we've done, let's
just try something new
3.03.2008
12.04.2007
into obscurity
why i'll never be
a writer of poetry
or prose is easy
when it comes time to
save the thoughts in my head i
click "delete" instead.
12.01.2007
11.29.2007
11.26.2007
11.22.2007
thousand year old distress signal
he was twenty year
old boy, who lived with girl in
small Mars colony.
she completed him,
once. Lost, High, alone, broadcast
from Mars Shuttle Five
Lighting cigarettes
as the last hover sailboat
made port and anchored.
sense of adventure
defeats standard high jinks of
counting revolutions.
what takes overboard?
watching the Suns rise and set
create and destroy.
passion sustains them
mid rage and then comity.
she sees right through him.
or, more precisely
the view from the Solitude
of her escape ship.
grasp this concept now:
wife gone, no why or how. he'd
go if she'd allow.
struggle to see what's
simple to me, don't you know?
"i can't let you go."
d u a l i t y killed
the man. "forget about her."
no one understands.
hints where she went?
declared, "See You Space Cowboy...
Spike for President."
11.20.2007
before the rain comes
i tend to lie when
i say i'm okay, so you
should know cloudy days
are the worst, not because
of the grey, but because they
used to be yours, love.
11.17.2007
11.15.2007
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