I am a spring soaked tentacle.
Dried up and on shore.
The sun, it's fatalistic giant warmth
provides rays
normally enjoyable do nothing but
provide a coat over, one that
brings warmth, but
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
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Wednesday, March 28, 2012
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Monday, March 12, 2012
And an allegory to allusion.
and I realized right then. Right then.
With Vykky Ebner's paintings (with their fourth deminsion in overlap.)
With Vykky Ebner's paintings (with their fourth deminsion in overlap.)
Friday, March 9, 2012
A simple twist.
I slipped off your dress.
Your dress, with it's cotton pattern
more fit for summer days,
in the nook
of your kitchen.
Your dress, with it's cotton pattern
more fit for summer days,
in the nook
of your kitchen.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Was gonna stay home.
I draw down a mixture of smoke and wet air
and think about that time, not so long ago
when we danced away the night...and catching your eye as you
and think about that time, not so long ago
when we danced away the night...and catching your eye as you
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Dressage Stepp'd Hoofs.
It's cold here today,
and my heart misses you.
My mind knows better though.
I feel as though nothing is the same.
But isn't that just trite in it's delivery?
Is that even possible?
and my heart misses you.
My mind knows better though.
I feel as though nothing is the same.
But isn't that just trite in it's delivery?
Is that even possible?
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