

untitledI need to hate you so I can forget about how much I love you.untitled


InnocenceMemories of my childhood are like a picture slide show. The sands of time have eroded them of their vivacity and coherence. Yet when I meditate on them I invoke a mystical bittersweet mixture of gratitude and beauty and of sadness and a distant longing to relive these cherished and delicate moments.Innocence
Back in those days innocence was proudly waved like a flag in support of it's great nation; a house filled with laughter, conversation, dining, and the limitless imagination of a young boy who assumed it would last forever.
And as th


Ballad of a ReincarnateThere is a flame in this I am certain, when unveiled in the past from behind the curtain the chaos in the void was all but destroyed.Ballad of a Reincarnate
Yet to state the nature of this combustion beyond a doubt's a vast assumption, for its origins to me remain foreign.
Am I in fact a puppeteer of this sheer connecting, or but a mere puppet redirecting truths


OctoberSerenity, I fell to sleep, And hid behind a deeper dark That fills the chambers of my chest And slows my bloody racing heart. Then foolishness, I dared to dream Though not of clockwork silver screen Nor movie stars or speeding cars I dreamt I was below the stars, And there you were and there was I With grass below and light above Our lamp the spreading summer sky. So need I even speak of love? Or shall I only sally on With baubels here and trinkets there The way your eyes closed in the night The shapes my hands wove in your hair? I woke to pearly wOctober


eat me, drink mewell tell me, love- am i breathing now? hard enough to shake windowpanes and turn moths' whispers into screams. i think i'm breathing, love, i think i'm gasping for blue air and drinking on an empty stomach. i think my bones can't stop shrinking and my walk is more of a stagger. i think i'm breathing, love- so hard i've become vapor and the most i can pretend to be is a stranger on the sidewalk.eat me, drink me


Jewel of Deepest BlueA million diamonds A billion gems Girls in hourglass corsets with laced hemsJewel of Deepest Blue
Beautiful as the rest Maybe more so Hidden in her hood, Crust rock, and disparaging debris
Chanced a fall Into pure stream Her pulchritude was... A magnitude unfathomable
To those billions Twas instantly revealed Not to me Until unveiled by some other
To her cavern I would go Be myself, and found me As well as all others Undeserving,
Yet now...
She wants to be mine and mine alone!
My Sapph
| I have a mind that's constantly jumping from one thing to the next. In order to focus on one thing I need to be in a sedated sort of mood. I'm 22 years old. In less then a year I'll be dead... oh wait, that's from American Beauty. Nevermind. I've lived in Chicago for a very long time. I've always wanted to live out west, at least for a time. When I was younger I had an very strong affinity to technology. Evolution, it seams, can be strangely ironic. Now I'd rather sit down with a book or pen and paper and a good CD. Perhaps my mind has let go on many things it once considered "necessary." |
i mean seriously,
it's not everyday someone knows nick drake
AND
jack kerouac
AND
allen ginsberg.
i don't feel so alone now ha
you're crazy,
and i like it
(your poems
are like you know god,
i mean really know him,
and i can relate your kind
of crazy)
wishing i was where you were right about
now, but sadly
i'm not there.
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One heart , One voice, One love, One spirit
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"Relax, turn around and take my hand..."
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One heart , One voice, One love, One spirit
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Carpe Diem (Seize The Day)
Live each day as if it were your last, because you never know what the future will bring you.
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Keith says "Hi" btw.
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One heart , One voice, One love, One spirit
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