I would love to think that it doesn't mean anything
that our dish soap is made by some company I've never heard of,
but it does.
I would love to think that it doesn't mean anything
that my mom has to fill the shampoo bottle with water,
but it does.
I would like to think my dad not working is just
a sign of the times,
but it's not.
Sports car in the garage,
but only cereal to eat.
Digital cable, flat screen TV,
but no milk to drink.
College tuitions, hundreds in text books,
no gas to get there.
Being a middle-class citizen with a grip on what once was,
a reality is shared.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Tunnel
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?
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?
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.
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