i found skateboards often stand up
under pressure quite a bit better
than i
Day: March 5, 2009
the tick of time
poetrytime keeps ticking
tick
tick
ticking away;
sucking away
everything that makes life great,
feeding off my life,
growing fat off the past
and always more greedily
consuming the future
until one day
all that i am
and all that i will be
will be consumed
and the glutted tick of time will burst,
spewing away my life.
Danger.
poetryHe’s never exactly sure why he
always forgets to check when he
starts to change lanes on the
highway
He hopes it won’t end with a
fiery explosion and a
lot of pointless casualties
but still, he leaves the driveway.
the sieve and the sand 