Life in continuum.

driftwood

Mon, 02 Feb 2009 08:16:22 GMT

Tue, 18 Nov 2008 07:52:42 GMT

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 02:02:39 GMT

Well, I'm listening.

shadow

Wed, 01 Oct 2008 20:08:53 GMT

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my shadow
that which shows me to
the direction of the sun
that which is loyal
and true
in all this noise and
chaos
this storm that swirls
relentless
in your eyes
it's the calm and the silence
it's the shadow
not the darkness
it follows and
leads

with it
no matter where I am
I am always home

9/17/08

wisdom

Tue, 09 Sep 2008 04:18:56 GMT

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my heart
in it's infinite wisdom
has decided to be
an open house
to the homeless
and lovely

if you seem overwhelmed
or not at ease
breath deep and true

I will never leave your soul
if it doesn't want to be left

my heart
infinitely wise
decided
no promise would be broken
all who sought shelter
would be taken
and those who were angry
loving only the fire
would find me
defenseless

and combustible.

reflections

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 04:34:55 GMT

Feel Pretty

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 19:39:12 GMT

I wanted so desperately
to write something profound
so you would feel the way
I see you

my words
will always fall short
with pretty's definitions
because mirrors don't show
the beauty
in souls

8/27/08

symbols

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:22:29 GMT

discarded

Sat, 23 Aug 2008 03:36:54 GMT

rain falls on the discarded
the crazies mumble meaninglessly
her tan is fake
so are her breasts
the ACLU guys solicit like street telemarketers
"can I have a few moments of your time?"
these Indian girls work hard for their minimum wage
across the street the punk rock girl sells leather, condoms, lingerie, and sex toys
everyone carries or pulls a bag with something in it. (maybe their burdens)
the skinny jeans and short skirts are horrendous
the city feels like a sauna
rain is distributed evenly, on the: jocks, punks, homeless, nerds, emos, chumps, and weirdos
it's evident to me -
that amid the ill conceived tattoos, over the top ear plugs and piercings
this place may have once been
what it is trying so hard to be now

right now it just fails
between the dirt
and the corporate take over
it's no wonder
that these fuckers
are all so confused
do you love me
or am I among the discarded
will life make it through
this dirty concrete
and will any of this survive?

The Landing

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 01:26:59 GMT

Fri, 15 Aug 2008 14:29:20 GMT

summer marks

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 19:33:20 GMT

this is what you bring them to

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 01:35:52 GMT

unnerving silence
forget me
these candy walls
are nothing
these words are swallowing reason
and my blank skies
are screaming -
feed us an enemy
they say.

twisted blue and obvious
I hear them
but won't whisper the sound
lie down
in the summer grass
almost naked
and the children will see

this flock of birds
was doomed from the beginning
and our future here
is melting quickly
at both ends

08/11/08

the dirt factory

Sun, 10 Aug 2008 08:02:07 GMT

the purchaser works dillegently to buy the neccesary fixtures to light America

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 19:12:06 GMT

For a boring "work shot" I rather like how this one turned out.

ragged pastime

Sat, 02 Aug 2008 03:24:46 GMT

the word

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 02:21:41 GMT

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you don't know
the meaning
of the word

if you did
you wouldn't forget
so easily

your promises
would have been
a little less hollow

my mark
a little less erasable

my voice
a little more
heard

7/09/08

I came back for you

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 02:13:20 GMT

what if the world was an alley under the train tracks?

Sat, 26 Jul 2008 05:41:25 GMT

what if the world was an alley under the train tracks
and the sidewalks and between paths
were not the way
and the dirty and forgotten
in betweens
were ways to get to where
we really need to be

if this is not the truth
if this is not the way
then why are they empty
like us
crowded on roads
looking to find our way

7/26/08

the ocean

Tue, 22 Jul 2008 03:20:13 GMT

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the ocean is vast
it always has been
I feel it
the size is overwhelming
only this time
in this instance
I am floating
not drowning
and the current
has me thinking
that before
when I let my soul feel older
things were always
so much deeper
so much colder
and instead of just being okay
with drifting
I felt this need
to be swimming
and that is why
I met you tired
and alone.

thank you
for your warm tides
thank you
for your gentle swells
thank you
for taking me with you.

7/21/08

this passing train

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 02:36:59 GMT

a change of scenery would be healing

Wed, 16 Jul 2008 02:21:26 GMT

will I ever sleep again
will this dream
come true
will my savior
who has marks that adorn her skin
always be there
is this what truth
looks like
in these sets of eyes?

in the late night melodies
in days perfect
but futures
uncertain
it was when she left
when I cried
and she saw what I meant
to have forgiveness
for loves to be loved
without bias
or definition

this is our story
my friend
born of words
realized in smiles
they were reminders
of our worth
you teach us
to seek our changes
and sceneries

and the healing will follow.

7/15/08

tastee

Fri, 11 Jul 2008 02:26:45 GMT

How happy am I? Sandwiched between the Beeper and the wife watching Trapped in the Closet. tastee is the absolute best.

the days begin to fade into one, and the words are still below me

Thu, 10 Jul 2008 03:22:07 GMT

I took a bit of a surreal walk at lunch today around the old neighborhood I used to live when I was here the first time. A lot has changed including the house I lived in being torn down, but some things were still the same. The above photo doesn't reflect that trip... it's not really even that interesting a place photographically unless one were to spend time solely around the church. I can't believe it's been about ten years since that time in my life. Such a strange concept for me to get around.

I am so looking forward to tastee being here tomorrow. I'm feeling pretty blessed to have her in our lives right now.

we look for ways to get where we think we should be going

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 21:28:16 GMT