Merely a wake up with water,
I am covered in perfection.
As the water weaves it's way along,
It's hard not to leave.
As I float by the street lamps,
I seek my journey through this pathway. Of water
I now am
all that it begs of me. Is this
How life can be?
Friday, July 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Keep Her Alive
Come quick. I am calling you over from your walk that will guide you past me.
Speak now or forever hold your thoughts.
Blowing wind is a sharp reminder that lips should have moved. She should've been kept alive.
Speak now or forever hold your thoughts.
Blowing wind is a sharp reminder that lips should have moved. She should've been kept alive.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Burn It Down
No tonight!
We will not speak of overspilled curiosities.
Take what you love.
We'll leave quiet.
We will not speak of overspilled curiosities.
Take what you love.
We'll leave quiet.
Monday, February 28, 2011
It snowed today
It came upon us as it fell from the sky above.
A snow day in Burbank: who would've thought?
A snow day in Burbank: who would've thought?
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