Elfsong
(A bubble out of water sinks with you as you sing about your sorrow.) Why not to give a little bit more than you already do? Coward. Loser. I […]
Monthly Archives: May 2012
Ol
Fresh spy awaking to the door knob turning. Over turning the pages of our story, skipping lines by paragraphs. Finding rhythmic feeling in slight exultation of signs. The yearning bred […]
In The Room
One that doesn’t know how to reach out, show any signs of love, or some vital trace of human affection to prove you’re alive. (Wild benediction tucked away at the […]
Morning Crude
It seems much of their efforts are charged. Without which would be fatal to their undertaking and perseverance. “I am not going to lie to you, but yeah”. Yeah? Or […]
Public Spaces: McDonalds
The next following entries contain written work that I’ve captured during my indoor sitting at public spaces. The lines fall along imagery, meaning (sometimes inverted or altered), or rhythmic feeling. […]
Benya
We piled up the pizzas according to their sizes, a metal rack with bars sits on top of the stainless steel “kitchen” top, I guess you would say, since that’s […]
Call it
We can’t help ourselves caught in the act of folding our tongues. The rapid waste of lines bind us to our seats screaming– foot loose. Step out in to the […]
