Monday, August 31, 2009

I am lucky, like the grinning siamese cat, chased out of the night as it cracks. Love follows me haunts and taunts me, hovers on my back, breaking on my neck breathing words from a boy I once met.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Caught in tow, unknown to the darkness of your shadow.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Sweet Sweeping Sleep

Sweeping dreams over a shoulder, sweeter to taste, heart to heart to face. Blooming in a garden of voices , soft pillows, candy colored strangers, drowning highway overdoses from safe to unsafe unplace...

Thursday, August 13, 2009

My mind is fire, my heart is gold. My dreams are swimmers of tortured souls. My love is bruised yellow to green to blue to black to you. My hands are wrinkled of faded wet paintings in colors of soft pain, hard and true.