8 Aug 2013
(2013)
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
