Tuesday, August 24, 2010

of age

so firmly
grasps the child
at threads of light

intangible things

is the loss of innocence
the acquisition of reason?

projection

the end of days is near
i feel it here

silent
stagnant
stifled
still

the future cannot be

the weather forecast: bleak

it's written so very clear:
the end of days is near

Saturday, August 14, 2010

where the heart is

when did home
lose its walls
and gain skin?

upon closer inspection

flit of black
spinning, skidding
threat of stinging

squinted windows
fitting, flitting



... I saw a huge, decidedly threatening looking bug-creature barreling toward my face yesterday on the lawn of Weaver. Upon closer inspection, it was just a pair of flies getting it on.

inevitability

it seems to be the case
that i tie knots

frequently
liberally
fluidly

though they unravel
just as easily