Jiggle-Jam
Wink-wall
At the singlet state
Toppled towers
Mud-clinging sadly
Through stained-torn pages
Of a journal.
Don't switch the light
It flickers nicely
Where it hangs like a dewdrop
I don't want to leave.
Tip-toe through the insanity
Put your mind at rest
On a magazine blanket
And hydrazine.
Monday, April 26, 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...
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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...
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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 ...
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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...
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