Duct tape; twenty squares.
Arranging and taping them.
A flower bouqet.

Boxes with paper.
Glue sticks ready and waiting.
Students down the hall.

Birth of persona.
Learning and configuring.
Handsome Jon Hansen.

Turning up the heat.

Two dozen skulls are burning.

Want to take them out!

Only days can pass.

Looking towards a bright future,

wading through the muck.

Slipping in the couch,

letting it take hold so tight.

Never getting up.

Blending and bleeding.

Swirling colors run around.

Saturate paper.

Thirty days have passed.
Another thirty to go.
Summer vacation.

Snow days pushed it back.
School is ending on Thursday.
Taking class outside.

Life's new ebb and flow.
The tide carries us away.
Currents pushing on.

A week of changes.
Adjustments to our routines.
Figuring it out.

Rambuncious students.
Hard to concentrate today.
Taking them outside.

Looking further on.
There are no mistakes in life.
Enjoy the time now.

Wading through this life,
sometimes you pick up debris.
Shake it off and go.

A few hundred less.
Conversation takes its place.
Catching up through text.

A day to clean up.

For three years I've lived alone.

Now to share my space.

The six hour drive.
Waiting for me to start it.
Second to last time.

The six hour drive.
Waiting for me to start it.
Second to last time.

It first came in waves.
Feeling the fear creep inside.
Take the ride, my friend.

Getting the frog legs.
Shaking uncontrollably.
Gripping on the bar.

Personality.
Having feet in two places.
Trying to balance.

Stranger than fiction.
Two shadows of former selves,
Meeting in a dream.

A status to change.
Big decisions are involved.
Caught up in chaos.

Love is the answer.
It is stronger than you think.
Binding together.

Children painting clay.
The end of the term draws near.
Taking home their work.

Creativity.

What do I do when I'm out?

Getting inspired.

A new year rings in.

The future is unwritten.

Finding joy in all.

Keeping your promise.
Taking vows in truth held high.
Knowing it will last.

Another year gone.
Older and wiser we grow.
Innocence is shed.

Two days from today.
I will be driving up North.
Heartache ends with cheer.

Stomach full of fish.
Getting sushi with the guys.
Running up a tab.

So much art to see!
Dali, Magritte, Picasso...
New luggage rules suck.

In the midst of night
an evil clown was lurking
in Hotel Vernon.

Many reunions.

Thirty one months and counting.

Two will be as one.

Digging for mushrooms.

Two dead squirrels with missing eyes.

Fungus among us.

Spotting small bubbles.
Digging through the sand, unearthed.
Clam chowder for lunch.

Unpacked, put away.
Shiny new supplies are here,
Waiting for small hands.

Getting used to it.
The empty void of person.
Solitude is mine.

Trudging through this life.
The only constant is change.
Its time to evolve.

A few hours left.
A climactic reunion.
Months to be as one.

Ten agile fingers.
One hundred and five small keys.
Type type type type type.

As the future nears,
Its not hard to reflect back
And make connections.

Procrastination.
Learning new methods of joy
While ignoring work.

Taking a beating.
Ego is down for the count
While the Id stands up.

Learning Japanese.
Crowded around the speaker,
Comprehension, hai.

To the art museum!
Gathering kids at the door,
excitement abound.

Nearly a decade.
Education became work.
Apprenticeship now.

A surprise waiting.
Phone calls are made to delight.
A dozen flowers.

Two years to the day.
A first kiss in a new bed.
Slightly missing lips.

A week spent apart,
All I want is more of you.
Intoxicating.

One more day from now.

The excitement is building!

How I want you so.

A birthday weekend.

Wet piratey adventures!

Naughty balloons Tom.

A quote yesterday:
Your tattoos are meaningless.
A ten year old girl.

A used-car salesman.
Politicians' crooked smile.
What they say of you.

You've built up your life.
You've done an amazing job.
And still you can't win.

The minutes tick by.
Slowly this silent world stops!
The lockers open.

She left late last night
For two weeks of traveling.
Sleep; interrupted.

Expect a letter.
This is not the news you want.
Tiny, small and pink.

The axe swings wider,
Making cuts and lobbing heads.
Budget cuts are here.

A hundred eyes see
Waiting in complete silence.
Do my toys have souls?

Face to face we meet.
Visual auditory.
Satiated sense.

Firsts for everything.

Friends and lovers will mingle.

Late into the night.

Arguments arise.
Overpowering remarks.
The good has hidden.

Almost a new year.
Lives intertwined, becoming.
Growing into one.

Time for candles yet?
Holiday traditions past.
Teaching new to love.

Wearing Santa's hat,
I'm commanding working elves.
Mush, you little elves!

We're making snowmen.
Paper, scissors and markers.
Days before Christmas.

Starting the morning.
French vanilla, medium.
Iced coffee to go.

Late into the night
I hear your voice, you enter.
Such a nice surprise.

Three hours of night.
Pain searing under my bones.
Too intense to sleep.

Free home-made cupcakes.
A birthday celebration.
A band of three friends.

One successful night.
Patrons streaming in; buying.
Imagination.

New apprenticeship.
Artistic trade handed down.
Defining the craft.

Now; two and a half.
A silent room with hours.
Writing and reading.

One more year ending.
The Maya calendar speaks.
Closer drawing near.

Once soft, falling down.
Snow thats settled, turns to ice.
Breaking people's backs.

Half of my brain hurts.
Left hemisphere, right functions.
Rationale spinning.

Hand-made pottery
Made with love, sitting silent.
Holding paper clips.

When two worlds collide,
Humanity loses faith
In what it believes.

Weekend spent with twins.
Asian supermarkets rule.
Half dead turtles don't.

Hours in the night.
Playing games, drinking, laughing.
Two best friends share life.

Hiding behind clouds,
The sun is shining brightly.
Only here is gloom.

A night spent alone.
The aquarium aglow.
Gently whirring sound.

Passing cars below.
Gaining speed and momentum.
A night spent alone.

A night spent alone.
One player videogame.
Aiming for their heads.

Choosing what to eat.
Nutrition; second to taste.
A night spent alone.

A night spent alone.
Folding and cutting duct tape.
Creating wallets.

Bright computer screen.
Words staring me in the face.
A night spent alone.

A hundred words said.
Dozens of emotions pass.
Heartbeats carry on.

Desiring you
can match the love that we share.
Building our future.

Dozens of roses
Sent from an admirerer.
Competition: None.

The countdown is on.
Weeklong events lead to this.
Lovely reunion.

A whole day wasted.
Minutes click as brains expire.
Staring at the screen.

Busses are dismissed.
Children running, taking flight.
Silence fills the halls.

Little yellow box.
Pumping out music for all.
Samuli was king.

Smoke-filled houses speak.
Warning of dangers inside.
Get the kids and run.

Your life in turmoil.
Take time to focus on good.
Weeping while working.

Seasonal changing.
Dull green to brilliant red hues.
Crumble under foot.

Helplessly falling.
Off of a skateboard and down.
Into your embrace.

A car full of food.
Waiting patiently for class.
The small surprises.

What can you expect?
Death takes up life in anger.
Quickly turned to dust.

Waiting patiently.
Meanwhile, life is on the move.
Standing tall in line.

Pieces of skin fall.
Scratching the itch makes it worse.
Cleaning off the desk.

Color-coded life.
Follow the leader in hues.
Forgot about pink.

A peaceful frog pond.
A couple grenades in hand.
Legs are torn apart.

Can't understand you.
Broken, cold characters stare.
The fruit is inside.

Troubles seem to rise.
Up from the bottom they dwell.
Bubbles seem to rise.

Konichiwa class!
You are learning Japanese.
Hell, like it or not.

Sitting here waiting.
The silence will be broken.
Forked tongues speaketh lies.

Start: Two thousand nine.
Pause: The school year has begun.
Restart: Weekends rule.

Crawling up my arm,
Two tentacles reach further;
The sun is setting.

Changing cool to warm,
The room has become bigger.
Comfortable spaces.

Wanted: Musicians.
Six people with instruments.
Now: Mystery Band.

Last day of art camp,
Cydonian Knights playing.
Enjoy the summer.

Driving in the car,
a miscommunication.
Catching up later.

Suddenly crashing.
Watch out for your head, my friend.
My ceiling came down!

Music for hours.
Listening; playing guitar.
Collaboration.

Sitting, relaxing.
A movie plays while we eat
And we are content.

Driving; butterflies.
The return of a lifetime.
So much to catch up.

Remembering back.
Spanning nearly a decade.
Little haiku blog.

Different kinds of tape:
Scotch and masking, duct tape too!
Sticky, so sticky.

This daily living.
Tempers flare, interaction.
And what do you have?

You may like bad art
Hung about your house, not me.
Skin-art collector.

Technology blitz.
We see the new releases.
E3 has begun.

Rock-a-billy tunes.
Summer air flows through windows.
Just want to be home.

Two weeks to go now.
The time is aproaching fast
'Till we meet again.

Weekends' almost up.
I'm still here, my heart beating.
You've got nothing, fool.

Today is the day.
Something should be happening.
Please don't stress me out!

Three day weekends rock.
The sun is shining brightly.
And the fridge is stocked.

I'm somewhat confused
At the comment made below
And yet I'm intrigued.

Twice I saw your face.
The only bad connection
was the internet.

A few coats cover.
Changing up the stark white walls.
Atmosphere is changed.

The red cup brigade
Has swarmed across the hallway
Imbibing their juice.

An eye to watch me
While the blurry movements pass.
Life is recorded.

A bit of spanish
Is all you need when you start
To learn the language.

Spending time apart.
Miles of land between us
Making us stronger.

Its St. Pattys Day
and yet I am not Irish.
But Irish I was!

Five minutes gone by.
Students have yet to arrive.
Greek Day in the caf.

A weekend of art.
The visual stimuli.
Ocular delight.

Speaking of actions;
You say that yours are bitter
Of what I have done.

I simply respond.
Your actions caused me to doubt.
Caused me to re-think.

It was a dark time.
Never thought of suicide
Until I met you.

Promises broken.
Nothing will change how I feel.
Repent all you want.

The future is bright,
and finding a new best friend
has kept me alive.

I know that its good.
Talking through issues is key.
You have been so wise.

In eight weeks from now
Another break is at hand.
Springtime in April.

Always a good time.
So many days spent laughing.
We need each other.

Four classes ahead.
February vacation.
Nine days to myself.

The axe gently falls.
Twenty heads on chopping blocks.
I've only got one.

It was a success
In every sense of the word,
Minus dollar signs.

The joys of teaching
Mostly outweigh the bad stuff.
Kids' smiling faces.

A weekend ahead.
Artwork graces the hallway
Waiting to be seen.

How many monkeys?
There are eight of them, you see.
Sitting on my screen.

On Friday mornings
I look forward to the night
When I'll be sleeping.

The pirate bathroom.
How you suprise visitors.
Hey, arrrrr you aiming?

They're ahead of me.
All new classes and new kids.
Remember their names.

Seven times; three days.
A record-holding number
We will try to beat.

Realizing the date.
Whole new classes starting soon.
No time to relax.

Just looked at my list.
What a way to start the day.
Man, I hate this class.

Totally ganked it.
I thought it would hurt more, though.
Totally tweaked it.

Bombing down the hill.
Spreading powder as you stop.
Time to take the lift.

Replacing my teeth.
From silver to pearly white.
Two hours of pain!

The new year brings joy.
Promises of hope and change.
Campaign promises.

A decade has passed.
Caught up in past emotion.
The distance is far.

Amid the sunlight
Are streaks of yellow ochre
Dancing in the sky.

If you want burgers,
head to the best place there is.
Ralph's Diner; Wormtown.

There is the philtrum!
Located under the nose.
Its the tear-drop thing.

Starting the process.
As the skin changes color,
So too, does my life.

Messages in hand.
My car follows the old road.
Between text and lines.

Going down in flames.
My wings have been clipped, falling.
The earth comes up fast.

Its four forty-four.
It is time to make a wish.
Hold your breath for luck.

Perfection is lost.
Attaining something smaller
Only moves you on.

Its Sunday morning
and Christmas is now over.
Looking at New Years.

Serious sitcom.
The four oh seven seven.
Painless suicide.

Flying through the air.
Streaks of white blend with color.
Sugarplum fairies.

Another week starts.
Building up to unwrapping.
Its almost Christmas.

When days turn to weeks
And I haven't heard your voice,
I know what I want.

The plane has been booked.
I'm preparing to greet you.
Enveloping arms.

Explosions rocked you.
Buildings and people caught fire.
Targeting Mumbai.

Thousands of miles.
Apart, across the ocean.
A sweet reunion.

Doing bus duty
on a rainy cold dark day
makes me long for bed.

Are you thankful yet?
Why not see the good in life,
instead of the worst.

Teaching one more class.
Driving to the barber shop.
Getting a hair cut.

Thirteen hours now.
Then I will see my snowflake.
Pavement rushes past.

Its always sunny.
Dennis, Dee, Mac and Charlie.
Paddy's Pub is hot.

That special someone.
So much distance in her voice.
All I want is you.

Shaving my chest hair
Creates problems with the pipes.
Gotta show the tat.

Mans invention; time.
Cycle hours through the years.
Older but not old.

Life consumed by art
Is a life I'd like to live.
Make exhibitions.

Piratey weekend.
Spent the night in full costume.
Donning apparell.

Devouring lunch.
My empty stomach is full.
Water washes down.

Halloween morning
And I'm sitting at my desk
Dressed like Darth Vader.

Asleep in my bed.
Slowly gazing at your face.
Then I leave for work.

When its hard to deal,
I look into the future
And see my snowflake.

The costume is found.
Buried in old life boxes.
Digging through the past.

Sawing back and forth.
Making cuts that rip through flesh.
I'm carving pumpkins.

Four hours have passed.
And still I've had no classes.
Company of one.

While I work the day.
Thousands of people get by.
Hand shakes and hookers.

Economy sucks.
The housing market sucks balls.
Suck suck suck suck suck!

Eight hours from now.
I can catch my breath and chill.
The weekend is here.

Catching up on news.
Office supplies run rampant.
Pam and Jim got hitched.

Gracefully swaying.
Thirty pink arms reaching up.
Say goodbye Peaches.

Have you got answers?
No-one has it figured out.
Of this game called Life.

Light shines onto all,
illuminating secrets.
How do we move on?

Popping open tops.
The fizz makes a sound so loud.
I love the widget.

Turn the key slowly.
The pedal pushed to the floor.
And still you wont start.

Busy day ahead.
Tumbling through my thoughts in dreams.
Needed a No Doz.

As long as you care.
As long as you know I do.
We will be ok.

Underwater scene.
Swimming fish and sharks that bite.
Middle School lesson.

A blast of warm air.
Piling on layers of clothes.
Winter is coming.

Words were not needed.
Only a glance caught my eye,
I could read your mind.

Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust, we climb wreckage.
Searching for the past.

Falling to pieces,
Small shards of teeth in my hand.
Perfection is gone.

On the morning dew.
Fresh news reaches the masses.
Spreading gossip thick.

A new year begins.
Preparations have been made.
Students fill the halls.

A song to sing of.
Breathing life into my soul.
I'm chasing snowflakes.

Bruises healing slow,
Bite marks shrinking into skin.
The pain of pleasure.

Breaking all the molds.
Shedding skin to reveal self.
Take me as I am.

Deadlines looming near.
Anxiety runs at high.
Everything is due.

When the world crashes
And your life becomes a knot
Will you find escape?

Dig deeper, my son.
Use your hands to churn the earth.
Searching for your soul.

One step closer now.
Taking the long road, winding.
Big journeys ahead.

Thousands of pictures.
A whole lifetime put behind.
Ahead is unknown.

Open up your mouth.
The chosen one is coming.
Tonguey says, 'hello!'

I try not to think.
It tends to do brain damage.
Tabula rasa.

I'm a little bored.
Motivation is lacking.
Productivity.

I tried to like green.
It was hard to lie like that.
I really like blue.

There once was a man.
I can't introduce him yet.
We are out of time.

Work takes a back seat.
There is a paradigm shift.
Pushing on the gas.

Swimming in the sea,
My head is adrift, rolling.
Bobbing in the waves.

Cars were zipping past.
Danger loomed behind corners.
Make way for ducklings!

You know a little.
Whenever I speak, you learn.
Listen to my voice.

Zero percent juice.
I am confused by soda.
Natural flavor?

Employment info:
One significant other.
Must be beautiful.

Just another day.
Pushing through the boundaries.
Healing and hurting.

When it rains, it pours.
Another one bites the dust.
I must save myself.

Simple birthday wish:
Food, shelter, love and support.
Trivial pursuit.

If only it were.
If only it were perfect.
If only I was.

Green turns to opaque.
Sugar and water mixes.
Kubler, you taste good.

Where have you been, friend?
A simple mixture is made.
Commiserating.

Papers in the mail.
Old certificates revoked.
Like its never been.

Fight the world and win.
Or be broken upon sand.
Stand up or sit down.

Patiently waiting.
The expectations are high.
Want to see the end.

One down, one to go.
Many more faces to learn.
Break repetition.

Burn this fucker down.
Lights ablaze in smokey pitch.
The old life is dead.

Taken by surprise.
A whole new room to explore.
So astonishing!

So which animal?
The turtle and elephant.
Equally enough.

Shoot the elephant.
Poison-tipped darts will not work.
Rougher hide than yours.

Vodka hangover?
Drink in moderation then.
Tylenol will help.

Anticipate much.
Expect the un-expected.
Rewards will double.

Whatever the cause.
Whatever life throws at you.
Will always be there.

These profound channels.
Communication open.
Let us just relate.

Who knows the future?
Can't you see what coming up?
Returning the past.

Your lingering smell.
Intoxicating bouquet.
Like you never left.

Humid air flows forth.
Filling the room with current.
Swimming through the haze.

Enjoy your time here.
Tomorrow may come quickly.
Lasting days on earth.

People in boxes.
Labels are for fools to use.
Learn to speak human.

Quickly, quietly.
Ever searching space and time.
Pinning us all down.

Restless leg syndrome.
Paralyzing limbs with fear.
Moving without thought.

Music heals the heart.
Writing songs of love and life.
A kick to the head.

The surface of mars.
Deep craters and bright red spots.
The surface of teens.

A familiar tune.
I'm leaving on a jet plane.
Echoes in my mind.

Sending off the mail.
It will reach unknown people.
Thoughts and actions merge.

Calculate your debt.
End to end it crosses wide.
Around the world twice.

Nimble fingers type.
Unwanted hands protruding.
Loving arms embrace.

This postmodern world.
Are we a world united?
Staring at the screen.

All you ever do.
All you ever did is done.
All I am is now.

Drift around currents.
The sea flows deep with passion.
Carrying your soul.

Pushing farther on.
Wading through the muck of life.
Standing on firm ground.

The sun will come out.
Tomorrow? I sure hope so.
Grey days may slay ways.

One cannot succumb.
To the evil desires.
That scream in your head.

Sitting here, broken.
Shards of my life on the floor.
Duct tape will not fix.

You could be this cold.
Forget the life you built up.
House of cards will fall.

Tearing of the heart.
I am soaked in all its blood.
Baptized in crimson.

Fame is not the key.
Create something beautiful.
Others will come see.

When will it all end?
The future seems darker now.
This grim world will fade.

All the world is lies.
You need to adjust your eyes.
In order to see.

The phone works both ways.
The need for conversation.
Let us interact.

What more can you want?
You have your freedom right now.
Perfect kind of love.

Introverted guy.
Forcing myself into light,
Out of the old life.

When the sips are gone,
Only then you rest in peace.
Waking up groggy.

Only winter dies.
Waiting for the sun to come.
Moods will brighten then.

Seldom do I run.
Fight the fight and stay today.
Footholds are dug deep.

Gallery of one.
Create the work of Masters.
Gallery of one.

Have you seen the sun?
January of next year.
That will bring me joy.

Why do robots block?
Publishing has gone astray.
Never wanting more.

Sitting, wasting time.
Staring at the tiny toys.
Cleaning out my ears.

Slowly taking life.
Draining through your last few hours.
Time has come today.

Organize, redo.
Make it so it fits them all.
Tetris is my life.

It is so silly.
Growing, growing, gone! It's cut.
Follicle follies.

School is starting up.
Time will tick and time will fly.
Driving in my car.

What is better, huh?
Living death or dying life?
Live to die to live.

I've had too much school.
Take a break and play some games.
Interaction: none.

Action research, yes.
Collecting data to share.
Basing it on art.

Here I am again.
It's been way too freaking long.
Moving down the road.

Sitting at my desk.
Crunching numbers and artwork.
Wait, that sounds too weird.

Silence in this world
will create chaos when men
sit and do nothing!

Forty easy bucks.
Sit in on a class and read.
Maybe tattoo cash?

Reel to reel for real.
Agitate that little thing.
I'm developing.

Put it on display.
Hours spent making it right.
Look at my artwork.

Foot! Foot rest! Stool! Guy!
The thing with the thing on top!
Pictionary fun!

Feel the pressure near.
Work-related stress is bad.
So are sinuses.

Almost Christmas eve!
Did you get your shopping done?
Not too late to buy!

Its that time of year.
Wrapping presents made of crap.
Dung buddy is good.

Christmas time is here.
Fa la la la la and stuff.
The reason is what?

Don't give it away.
He has a secret to keep.
Not for you to know.

Needles piercing skin.
Pain goes away, ink will stay.
Leave a mark for good.

Haven't seen the world?
Open up your eyes you fool!
Lets all see the world.

Kiss today goodbye.
Finish up and drive on home.
Yes, I have a life.

I knew that guy once.
A little song about how
green rhymes with yellow.

Handlebar mustache.
This guy keeps lookin' at me
From a magazine.

Whats for lunch today?
Seems to be the big question.
High school life will end.

Whats the big idea?
Meetings, meetings, all day long.
Lets go fly a kite!

Confusing today.
There's spider-webs in my mind.
Go get me some RAID.

It's time to leave now.
I'll be back again real soon.
Gotta meet the folks.

Can't we all be friends?
Listen to directions, fool!
Emo Joe to go.

Pizza day today.
Too bad I brought chinese food.
I can't wait to eat!

Patriots kick butt.
Never never stop them, no!
Bigger dynasty.

Typing away now.
Click click click, I gotta go.
Skankee-swap my gift!

What is this strange place?
Haven't been in quite some time.
Oh look, here's a blog!

Open discussions.
Getting the truth out will help.
Big resolution.

Keep on trudging through.
Its further than forever.
There are twists and turns.

Once apon a time,
There was a man and a girl.
Well, thats all I know.

If you only knew.
The power of the dark side
is greater than you.

All you know is wrong.
This isn't the real world, man.
Refocus your eyes.

I have a free gift.
It will make you live better.
Do you accept it?

Sure, its fun and yes
it passes the time away,
but can you bring it?