Tuesday, March 22, 2005

a rushed rush

let's fly
hit the sky line
of swirls and curls
of grass and wine

of beads, daisies, smokes,
of alcohol and jokes
of butterflies, your smile, my frown
whichever--stay, don't let me drown.

[march 21, o5]

o2.oo am

feel this pain
you never have
hear my scream
as you've been deaf
close your eyes
then open them here
far from your paradise
yet somewhere near
do all, you can ask how
do you understand now?

[june o8, o4]

still

seconds pass today
like they did yesterday
but time stands still
unlike it did that May
what once few steps apart
feels like a world away
we don't change
and still, I wait.

[may 25, o4]