Already, thoughts have
fallen alongside running
lines here, nearly missed.
Feb 2nd, 2010
Already, thoughts have
fallen alongside running
lines here, nearly missed.
Jan 28th, 2010
Lucid, and floating
the thought of letting a warm
trickle become flush.
Jan 27th, 2010
So much data swirls
through and around my fingers,
leaving paper cuts.
Jan 26th, 2010
Broken away from
routine, I scratched off my skin
and fell back on me.
Oct 19th, 2009
Small arms, fleece curdled
and clinging around one wrist,
as I pull him out.
Oct 10th, 2009
This morning, the snow
is returning, flake by flake,
like volcano ash.
Oct 6th, 2009
Above my left side
and cold, behind me, the moon
may be my angel.