15 January 2008 Changeling I never asked for the gift, ultimately, all power comes with a price. Such a guarded secret creates a rift, I never asked for the gift. Most never notice the subtle s… more →
Purple's Platitudeswrote 1 month ago: My firends are crazy But I still love them Sometimes lazy My friends are crazy Our friendship’ … more →
wrote 1 month ago: My dream vacation, I traveled to Spain I hope England is better First day there, I woke up to rain M … more →
wrote 2 months ago: maggie's head it won't work at least not how we want so impenetrable a murk maggie's head it won't w … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 15 January 2008 Changeling I never asked for the gift, ultimately, all power comes with a pri … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 12 April 2007 Elucidation Words can be said and mean nothing at all, or heard instead so enti … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 10 September 2006 Waiting for Light our shadows. Waiting for light, only in the absence of wo … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 30 May 2006 Fission I never know, I mean, really, truly know, so little divides: profound and … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 19 December 2005 like Longest Night ‘Tis the season of holiday cheer – my mood lengthen … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 02 December 2005 ‘Til it goes on sale You’ve gotta pay to sing the blues, but perhaps the pri … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 14 October 2005 Night Demons This is what the darkness proposes In whispered words I can’t re … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 17 September 2005 the night won’t save anyone I run away from shadows the night won’t save an … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 30 May 2005 Extrapolation desire blooms from forgotten seeds a few fallow memories survive as I sift … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 01 May 2005 Remember still sometimes there isn’t any more but even then remember still wishfu … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 27 March 2005 With guarded words and gentle touch we intertwine, a comforting necessity like … more →
wrote 2 months ago: 12 December 2004 She always wanted to dance, she never understood my fear. It wasn’t that we never … more →
wrote 4 months ago: The tea still wet on my lips Tastes of your kisses And smothers the city. The wet tea on my lips Rem … more →
wrote 4 months ago: A girl in a short skirt danced Next to a tramp that sat On the lawn sipping warm soda. The girl in t … more →
wrote 5 months ago: «miss» (again?) «miss» (again?) «miss» - persistent whisper of one final hope for doing somthing, an … more →
wrote 5 months ago: this one will have to serve to index malignancies that emerge as triolet, you know, those ones as tw … more →