Wednesday, July 23, 2008

I need me some
poetic toilet paper.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

I
Just
Had
A
Crazy
Day.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

today's thought

I fell in love once
When our hands were
buried deep in snow and
our hearts burned blue,
glowing quick over the field,
lighting the edge of
gathered trees.

Then the forest collected
sweat and I watched
you slow and sway
up and down the
crossing paths,
finding mossy
stone fences and
disappearing
for years.

But this morning,
I was reading something
foreign and cold
when you
walked through me

And the wire moment
We pulsed
I told you
"you were brave for leaving,"

Though I really meant,
"Remember
the year we were
Planted into winter."

But you did not know
the time winding difference
between
trying to leave
and
trying to lose

You are blind to
Patience smiling at grief

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Patriotic Pigeon

Today I saw the most patriotic pigeon ever. I was sittting outside of Cosi eating my cobb-salad-with-tuna-instead-of-chicken, and I saw a very large female pigeon lurking nearby. But much to my surprise, when she turned around, I saw that her white underfeathers had streaks of red and blue - too splotchy and patterened on both wings to be spray-painted on.

That pigeon, I suppose, wasn't so bad as the other ones, but only because I judged it by something that was out of her power. Cheers!