Archived Poems

a knot a need will try my hand at a coma drive there build this home this room this kitchen this bed just somewhere to sleep

always ends with a poem a promise i need to keep a thought that replaces water the feeling of being alive      

will dream anyway i am about to find out

i might as well be writing in Spanish. if i could,i would. it was uncomfortable.battered and deep fried bruised. do you even remember that day?

know it is just words,not action, just words.escape is impossible,out of the question.no where to run. like this time. eating now,devouring everything you see,thinking somehow it is just in the way. look at you.

keep going one of the secrets of life involves movement cleaning keep the broom working the dust pan looks ready to ponce

wondered sometimes if she even had a heart

am watching not really can not see that far

the child in everyone dancing in a room filled with windows and mirrors    

to look at me you would not believe that I could understand anything dumb or invisible neither you cannot see my heart feel my thoughts live my life or even grasp how happy I can be in this sorrow