Saturday, June 27, 2009

A Reference

Blink Blink Blink.
That's all you ever do.

Friday, June 26, 2009

the night

A glass slips through fingertips.
In a sea of orange. Rocking. Rocking.
Alone and.
Someone at the door.
Its locked. Its locked. Its locked.
Is it?
Too dark to tell.
Peek through the window?
NO. They'll see you...
It shatters.
It shudders.

Thursday, June 25, 2009


"You're going to take my queen?"
"Yes, that is my intention, sadly."

The good ole 1776!
Pitting the numero uno.

The ole ONE TWO.
The strike first, then the middleman takes his.
Not yet. Not. Yet.
BROAD MINDED?? What is she implying??

Monday, June 22, 2009


I think I know,
to respond to myself
And I think that I've neglected.
But I hope soon to get back on track and
I realize my mind is jumping
But what's it matter if
It's only me?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

the future

The difference is in the end.
In the END.
And if the end justifies the means...
Or do the means justify the end?
And if the end justifies...
Then I pray we are on track for that.
If not we are in for it.
And if so, we are so in for it.
All that matters is the destination.
The driver is here.
With an everchanging team of passengers.
No passenger, no parasite.

Monday, June 1, 2009

And I wonder what mends 50Y wounds...

I wonder what Chintana felt when the clock struck midnight.