Tuesday, May 5, 2009

7 AM, Old poem

my life isn't an indie band's
abstract modern lyrics
i breathe out and it feels like there is something inside me that is missing which might be vital to sustain my existence


I had this laying around in the memory of my computer.

Monday, May 4, 2009

a change in mood....

Two happier poems, both without titles.

the wind blows and your life can change
in a matter of minutes
sometimes you have to give up any sense of
control and just let yourself be
in the moment



nervous laughter
squints and squirms
what does this mean?