poetry


Jul. 14, 2008

i caught the queen

i caught the queen 2008.07.14 - 1pm you were the old door that wouldn’t budge the boulder that wouldn’t slide the kite i couldn’t fly but it was for the best you were the wine i wouldn’t get a sip of the cheese i wouldn’t get a bite of the songs i couldn’t shuffle but it was for the best you were the first but not the last and left a wound that wouldn’t heal fast

Jun. 8, 2008

I'm not at ease with my heart

I I’m not at ease with my heart nor content with my brain However possible could it be? If I but sympathize with their misery II Do I follow them? Do I fail them? If I follow, plain I feel shallow, then III Them people, they are dull, abide by their rules and will to be dull yourself Otherwise come endeavor in a not so irksome task of being worthier,

Dec. 26, 2007

out of a loom of circumstances

2007.12.07 out of a loom of circumstances you made cover and from your warmness a bed for me to lay of all things, it is your holding i miss the most it makes my heart break and my body ache in a rather unpleasant way