poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Friday, January 26, 2007

walked

level
one
two
three
raise your
glass
cheers
to the top
behind
the
nuthouse
and below
the treetops
different
alternate
perspective
one
two
three
snap

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

bless
ed
be
be
a
lone
holy
holly
whats wrong
silent
silence

(i think)
i know the
difference between
being
a
lone
a
lone
r
lone
ly

bless
ed
be
lone
ly
days

(ispatsycline
7dayslonely)

so
so
rry
sry
be
gin
gin (idon'tlike)

for
sun
ny
day
s

will
w
i
l
l
wi
ll
come
came
soon
seem

and what
number
day
is
this?

Thursday, January 18, 2007

last row

did i ever
sit
sat
in the last
pew
just staring
at the
ceiling of
noahs ark
or noticing
what art
is window hung?
why is green
cloth hanging
behind the
billion foot cross,
i can't remember
what the colors mean.
the last row
quiet
muffling church
sounds i got lost in,
this morning.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

sunny
between
white
fluffy

above
buildings

hawks
sitting
below
blue lines

sunny
side up
sunny
side down

sunny
sorta
outside

Monday, January 15, 2007

pulling into
fuzzy
spinning
wrapped floats
stopping to eat
plums by the
tracks...
do trains steal
moments
sigh,
that never happened?
who says lie is a word?
me to you me to me
you to me you to you
me to he he to me
he to she she to she
she to you you to you
it's just a bunch
of fairytale years
wrapped around
upside down
rightside.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Before Sleep

i was floating
wrapped
around in
mind arms
not being
holding tight
keeping me
from falling
fast asleep

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

silence

couchlayingdog
windowsittingcat
ventedfurnaceblast
internalmechanics
externaloperations
if i feel--if i look
too long
swept
down the street
up up and
away
making me
feel
deepdown
saying words
i don't---
feeling
so alive
drawn
connected by
some point
i let go of
somewhere
brought back
--if i look
too long
it takes me somewhere
where i feel.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

what color

Blankets spread across
porches
beds
world holding hands
interlocking fingers
what color was
your first kiss
crossing the street
with make believe angels
and blue-devil guards
what color was
your first f...
when the cars
sped by under
horse statues
greeting
steamed windows with
bedroom goodbyes
in the morning
night
under
good morning stars.
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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