Friday, October 31, 2008

Garden

There is always beauty
Beneath the dirt
At the core.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

I'm Feeling...

Six eyed.


'Cause I want to be seen
With a fresh pair of eyes
The single white tree
In a black hood of disguise

Friday, September 26, 2008

Spontaneous


Although we aren't the same
We still find ourselves here.


Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Exercise


The sea s t r e t c h e s between us
And yet your smile still lives on
In my memory, and it brings me peace.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Cold


I wondered if Josiah thought he was safe. He was safe, wasn’t he? He’d had his helmet on. But then the other driver came out of nowhere. I wonder what his last thought was before he slipped into the coma. Did he think about me? He probably didn’t. I wondered if he thought about the relativity of safety, and how unsafe he really was when he thought he was safe. He probably didn’t think about that either.

He probably thought about his dog Ike. He loved that dog, he always told me about it. Before his accident of course.

Thinking about him like this made him seem close by. I could almost hear him, I could almost smell him. He always smelled like that cologne that I bought for him one Christmas a long time ago. I could almost feel the pressure of his arms around me. And I almost felt safe.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Far From Home


Carry me back
Into the memories
To those places
Where I thought
I belonged