No limbs; limping, fur stained, midnight, no rain, no prey.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Unconscious, stars, under eyelids, sunspots, compliments blindness.
Trauma of tridents, now you’re just somebody, that I used to know, no alliance.
I’m not completely sure, who I am, standing by, watching the clock of timeless, unwinding.
If only you could have been a little more like me, & never asked why.
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Monday, June 2, 2014
I don’t know which way to go!
Maybe if the top side of my head was a giant eye.
Talk about panaromic; did you ever feel this way when you were a kid?
Well that’s what life is anyway.
Going in anywhich direction a trillion times.
Only learning something new every few.
Suddenly, I woke up! Crisp from the wisp that wicks.
In ticks, with tandem! FAr from random. Who? WhO are you?
We did not meet in the stars, nor in the moment of truth.
Do I have to search for you, will I find anything?
Did you already bring what I already received?
How can my eyes feel what you sing?
Why have my lies been so believed?
What moves so gently; but beats the streets?