Whys It’s hot here, by the Flatiron building. The breeze, a convection of hot city breath. Conversations take place amongst the flocks in the streets. Perspiration, a communal wash, on high today. My pen slips through my fingers as though it’s annoyed with me. The hanging haze, forms halos around an... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
All In pleasant opus we can sit together, or apart, on any porch, at dawn, dark, or any time of day. We can have this. Amidst all that is bad in the world, be happy we have this. The clarity is not always there, clouds steal the sun’s shine, maybe our will of some days. But when it’s quiet, as here... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Somewhere Deep in an ocean, a crab bucked the current. It was barely light as it stirred a porridge of sediment and passed a garden of sea cucumbers. An anemone blossomed near its trek and clown fish pecked its shell. The crab made its way on a journey known only by its instinct, or a map within... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 22, 2010
The Stop Sometime, somewhere, a simple breath fell. At present, tender young blades of grass flicker in whisper wind. They guard bottoms of fence posts lining the way. Split rail fences in wicked angles, streak the drive I drive. Presently, so quiet in my head, it rests for me, lets me be. The crows... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
For Eyes Trembling, his hands searched a small table near the bed. He saw near not enough to feel safe. From behind the blur of cataracts, travel by foot was always an unsure skate. And now, in bed, on the balance of an elbow, his world teetered worse without his other eyes. Glasses! They had fallen... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Man Kind He trapped a fleeting thought within the brain of his. It spun as a top until it stilled itself. This pristine new entry into his mind glared back at him. Eyes of his could see no more, in the dark of the soul. He was unaware that time did not matter in times such as this. This fleeting... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 15, 2010
My Third Eye I woke with pain between my eyes. Over worked pineal no doubt, this traveling outside the matrix is killing me. Neo has nothing on me. I die every night on purpose, just to get better at it. All that is, and all that will be, is here, now. It’s a good thing I believe in the five-sense... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Blue Coincidence Blue tobacco smoke exits at force from his mouth. Blue eyes of his, surrounded by whites of marbled red, burn. Blue mood tweaks an already angry physche. Glue joints crack as he forces back the splintering Windsor, and rises atop his royal blue stocking feet. Outside, the blue sky... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Kings of Toots We sat next to one another unsecretive, even loud in the dark of a bar called Toots. Sipping voraciously, and gesturing like Italians. We competed in consumption not on purpose but of need we trampled habit, daily, any hour celebration every hour, whiskey spirited away with promises... Sign in to see full entry.
So this is Love The years before adrift… to not return again. Burgs of ice, In a sea of alone my heart lost for sure to wander and wonder. By my self each day a stitch from what could be. In mornings and at night alone. What mattered most stayed away. no warmth in that cold only dark for days, and... Sign in to see full entry.