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Saturday, October 10, 2009

On The Train On this morning I rode the train, more conscious this morning than most. Sheaves of sunlight strayed before me, knifing through smeared Plexiglas windows. I felt a strange comfort afforded me, almost a drug, a cloak of utter awareness. Outside the plastic windows, winter’s cold shown on... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Empty

Empty deserts of loss slow my walk. Shadows of listless thoughts crowd my days and impale all desire of any hope. And yet, there is still, a plan packed away in trunks yet untouched by days yet to come. So vast is the sometimes sea of despair, hopeless rot of sorrow for my now, my here, my puddle of... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Finish

It's late, we have to muster, time is burning... burning, it can't wait, it's burning, our here and now is cooking! We have to gather and slow our death! The finish is ours to stop! We control destiny, and let no man stand in the way! Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 22, 2009

You... You, know who you are. You wonder why you're here, on earth, what's the plan for you, why were you born. You wake in the night and your mind runs, for minutes sometimes, but also hours, usually as a busy train station, skewered direction, all at once concentration then none at all. A flower... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Lift us up, show us, train us... Do what you do, but we are the ones whose strings you think you pull! Watch the back of your heads Guns are there... GJH 09 Sign in to see full entry.

Pleasure clovers under tender feet, so soft and cool they render. Special drops of rain splash her face and she wonders how lucky she is. The lilt of butterflies breeze she does not notice, until her heart will be broken, and she'll slow enough to feel. GJH 09 Sign in to see full entry.

We're riding an amazing train, the tracks are smooth, and the windows reflect an irrefutable change in the world... trash... weeds, confusion, emptiness, cherry cola, Mcdonald's... cancer, GMO, federal taxes, parking rules, political correctness..., but most important... clarity..., we see who... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

and I sit here a bitter weed, but am i bitter because i didn't conform, or, am i bitter because i see things others may not see? do i see police who look sinister, as cell towers do black cars with no markings of "To protect and to Serve". I fear coming days, they march like the tide but i will... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

you

And in an ember of a new day your smile caught me again same way, illustrious devastation, but I crave it, and it's mine. I hide in the thought of you. I keep you in a crystal of what you may not be, but what I imagine of you, perfect for me, maybe not you, but the pearl for me. And that, warms the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Ground Zero

Panacea Could they do a worse job? They do every day. Could you keep your job if you did it like they? They take from us, do a bad job, they take, we don't pay, they take. They create law for us to abide. They are our employees, but they hold all the keys. We sit and grow fat, watch cancer bloom in... Sign in to see full entry.

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