simplicity tastes like
vanilla cake and
white frosting
and sprinkles.
And green icing
with words written:
The Cake.
Simplicity is.
Delicious.
Day: January 22, 2009
what a way to go down
poetrywrite it down all you’d like
lose your self and your
face in the crowd
or sew your mouth shut;
the buildings yet to
be knocked down
blocking out the sun,
the gray clouds holding you
down like giant nets
foreboding and advancing.
thoughts on the coming moments
poetrysleep like a slow moving semi
carrying solid lead bars
still hits you pretty hard
should you choose to tarry
Pledge
poetryI cannot yet forget my fate
the one I’ve forced upon myself:
to stay alive despite my health
to fight from being over-rate
But if I am to die too soon
promises broken, boons unkept
I’ll do my best to make amends
from the other side of the Moon
the sieve and the sand 