A Break Through the Eyes of a Window.
Clouds crowd growling
At the muffled passers by
Footsteps slowly eaten
By the cottoned mist of rain
Eyes wide open
A concrete and metal
Testament to the enduring
Human surprise
Computer humming
Behind a flashing screen
Eyes turn to measure time
And back to work again.
Monday, November 15, 2004
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
-
It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
-
She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
-
I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
No comments:
Post a Comment