Tuesday, February 26, 2008

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.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

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

Sunday, February 17, 2008

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.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

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

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

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.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

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.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

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.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

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.