Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Today, March 30th, 2010

Today, it is cloudy and overcast.

Hung low is the sun
and if you don't look now
it might have already gone. (passed)


Today is like Windy's favorite day.

He gets to push people around
and make it look like an accident
and make you look like a fool.


Today is a lesson on humble fragility.

Of all the things I've learned
i've still yet to learn that;
that and how to sail.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

This is unrelenting.


this is madness
aching
longing
pining

whatever you want to call it.


It sucks that my feelings have stuck around;


i just want them out of here
whether in a parade procession or (Alive)
in a box. (Dead)

Sunday, March 21, 2010

This song reminds me of summer.

remember that summer when we met

at church
and under no presumptions.

We were friends

and at the height of this reign;
close buddies.


remember that summer when I told you

I could love you
and that I liked your blue eyes and cute knees.

I picked dandelions for you

in the field, but
ripped them up when I saw you coming.


remember that summer when you told me

that I was just a friend,
and not much more; not close buddies.








Remember the winter afterwards?

Friday, March 19, 2010

Life is less about living then it is about damage control.

Monday, March 15, 2010

You are small and beautiful. People love you. I am big and awkward. People laugh at the jokes I tell or the weird things i say. "We" was a dream; i was naive.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

She was so beautiful, I popped an unconscious boner. I'm not kidding.

It was innocuous, I would have un-popped or uncorked that boner if I could have.


It was just a little one though, not like a blood rusher or anything...

eh.

I am half a man
Don't let my muscles fool you
Inside and out; fear.


I am scared of light.
With power to reveal me
I stay far from it.


Mediocre Man
or serious, passive man
Either way I am shrinking.


Rain Forest tree stump
potential gained and lost, I
cry for fallen trees.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

"The life is not only video games."
The way i see it, both the working man and the white collar man lie and are generally dishonest. But atleast the working man is honest about it.