by August 15th, 2010 Creative » Poetry »

private void sounds(everything) { newLines punch-card programs echoing extrapolating competing recursive calls boolean thoughts muffled lost in the arguments of concert halls fooling the void pulses of impulse a beat the mind can dance to and not another everySingleBreath.makingSense(); stop(); this.return(methodFunction); }

Cutting Teeth

by August 25th, 2009 Creative » Poetry »

A perfect death for its almost nature An effort towards a injested jelly Further a tearing white flash and die just more A dripping grin toweling off Spitting out a barbwire breath to begin again

In Dramatic Fashion

by July 4th, 2009 Creative » Poetry »

On the every day… …he created himself On the every other day… …he rested And as he was done was as he began Another great mystery Listening to his lesson it lessened See now! the parallels divided meeting they do not allow Couriered conflict patterning the same parents After the time forgotten that…that innocence his […]


by April 25th, 2009 Creative » Poetry »

The smell of rust flavored grass sand not yet glass A dew through hair moved by dubbed wind matching my musk Bare knees absent mind unkempt thoughts not kept Two eyes look back miss each other and keep going We are All Right.

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