What a beautiful wait this has been!
How I'm trampling through this season.
Reaching for the end.
But not to end.
So i can begin!
Is it ok to stay ok with the same?
How could it be?
I'm in constant need of the new.
New thoughts.
New perspective.
New breath.
Irregardless.
Everything fresh comes from
The Ancient one.
And to Him we look.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
And 18...
What a beautiful place to hide.
Carefully captured carpet.
And there you curl up.
Next to me.
Silently mulling over your game.
The erie color of Dusk.
Protruding into our warmth.
And here comes ours.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Good day for a Birthday.
You feel that heat.
Today.
Remember.
Summer bike rides to the corner store?
Or a bottle of coke from next door.
The solar slides in the park.
Hot enough to make you bark.
We'd fill that plastic pool.
Splash in the shade to keep us cool.
We longed desperately for night.
The drone of window fans our eyes fight.
Today.
Remember.
Summer bike rides to the corner store?
Or a bottle of coke from next door.
The solar slides in the park.
Hot enough to make you bark.
We'd fill that plastic pool.
Splash in the shade to keep us cool.
We longed desperately for night.
The drone of window fans our eyes fight.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
TwoDay is the Day
A deep drizzle in the earl grey.
A quiet quiz in the back room.
Blanketed.
We'll know
The glow
Of the sun
Is silently at bay.
Sew.
Bundle up with cordial contemplations.
Because.
We need no more explanations.
Twoday is the Day.
A quiet quiz in the back room.
Blanketed.
We'll know
The glow
Of the sun
Is silently at bay.
Sew.
Bundle up with cordial contemplations.
Because.
We need no more explanations.
Twoday is the Day.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Missing Your Soap Operas?
HAHAHA!
I think its laughable.
The way you're entertained.
By my meager life.
Is your's sincerely that lacking?
I wouldn't want to deprive you of goodness.
But would you endow me with a moment of rest?
Let the masking tape be.
And the flower stay.
Let us sit in peace.
What's your case?
Do you not see what I'm standing on?
Do you not see what I'm planning on?
And none of it affects you.
Get over it.
For you.
I think its laughable.
The way you're entertained.
By my meager life.
Is your's sincerely that lacking?
I wouldn't want to deprive you of goodness.
But would you endow me with a moment of rest?
Let the masking tape be.
And the flower stay.
Let us sit in peace.
What's your case?
Do you not see what I'm standing on?
Do you not see what I'm planning on?
And none of it affects you.
Get over it.
For you.
Monday, February 25, 2008
A Timely Talk
The blissful moments that send us deep.
Give you that awkward sensation
Of moving while you're sitting still.
Surrounded by rolling semi trucks.
In Chicago traffic.
And yet.
Patience is key.
It is the foundation of friends.
It gives time for error.
But still waits for the rebuttal.
When attained.
Patience is Bliss.
Give you that awkward sensation
Of moving while you're sitting still.
Surrounded by rolling semi trucks.
In Chicago traffic.
And yet.
Patience is key.
It is the foundation of friends.
It gives time for error.
But still waits for the rebuttal.
When attained.
Patience is Bliss.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Pack Rat.
Someday.
Someone will be glad i saved their trash.
Maybe in 20 years I'll hand it to them.
But no sooner.
They'll read their old notes.
And see the faded receipt.
From the corner store.
Those cigarettes you told me not to buy.
And the peach nectar.
The kind that came in the tall cans.
And those rancheritos.
For one second.
one.
We'll both be overwhelmed.
With the slowness of that night.
Someone will be glad i saved their trash.
Maybe in 20 years I'll hand it to them.
But no sooner.
They'll read their old notes.
And see the faded receipt.
From the corner store.
Those cigarettes you told me not to buy.
And the peach nectar.
The kind that came in the tall cans.
And those rancheritos.
For one second.
one.
We'll both be overwhelmed.
With the slowness of that night.
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