I miss talking 'til you fell asleep.
That platonic thing I couldn't help but keep.
My eyes wouldn't close without those words.
So I said them anyway,
Indifferent to whether or not they were heard.
I just dreamt that they were,
Almost every single night.
I just dreamt that we were
Transcending and bending the lines.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Oncoming Storm
So many faces, yet I recognize not a single one;
I hope I don't get lonely with the absence of the sun.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
City of Ports
The city was in reflection upon its own streets, slick and weathered; the sky wept at the beauty below, acting as a blanket of grey. I was wrapped up more than ever before, basking in this freeze-frame of a moment, trying not to actually freeze. This surmounted to quite the beautiful night - an end to a beautiful adventure, and the beginning of another.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
View from the Road
Lights carpet the earth before us.
Some steady and some moving in chorus.
But they all twinkle in your eyes,
And even more bright.
The sky looks so perfect tonight.
Some steady and some moving in chorus.
But they all twinkle in your eyes,
And even more bright.
The sky looks so perfect tonight.
Monday, December 8, 2008
The Curious Case...
"Life can only be understood backward.
It must be lived forward."
In the future your eyes will be granted hindsight.
Your once feeble mind will try to ignite
With wisdom;
To become
A mirror, cracked and broken from this fight.
In the future your eyes will see everything, perfectly.
It must be lived forward."
In the future your eyes will be granted hindsight.
Your once feeble mind will try to ignite
With wisdom;
To become
A mirror, cracked and broken from this fight.
In the future your eyes will see everything, perfectly.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Aside from the Rest
This stage is different from the rest.
There are no lights to lead the act, nothing to distract;
This stage is mine: the Aside.
You are my most esteemed of guests.
Take your seat and prepare to hear everything clear;
This is the cry of Life:
"Walk with me, but not in front. You will follow, to be blunt, and I will not worry. There is no hurry, no rush, no fuss, only steadiness. Steady forward movement in steady, spontaneous steps: This is what I now represent. Predictability is boring, although warming; I will not fall victim.
"My dictum: You, life, are mine to decide."
There are no lights to lead the act, nothing to distract;
This stage is mine: the Aside.
You are my most esteemed of guests.
Take your seat and prepare to hear everything clear;
This is the cry of Life:
"Walk with me, but not in front. You will follow, to be blunt, and I will not worry. There is no hurry, no rush, no fuss, only steadiness. Steady forward movement in steady, spontaneous steps: This is what I now represent. Predictability is boring, although warming; I will not fall victim.
"My dictum: You, life, are mine to decide."
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Treat Time like a Lover.
Why don't you lay down the bricks
one after the other?
With each step take a deep breath;
Treat time like a lover.
Treat time like a lover.
one after the other?
With each step take a deep breath;
Treat time like a lover.
Treat time like a lover.
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