by Jason T. Kocher 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 [...]
by Jason T. Kocher June 26th, 2009 - Creative » Witty Bit Eruptions »
I have only led such a stressed and anxious life thus far, in order to develop a sufficient number of gray and eccentric strands upon my head. The debatable remainder, I shall live completely relaxed and strikingly styled.
by Jason T. Kocher 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.
by Jason T. Kocher April 16th, 2009 - Creative » Writing »
Clearly…a butter lamb…
The Book of Me on Easter 2009 translated through a warbly rough Vox Continental.
I awoke that morning…to find the rock rolled away from the entrance to the cave, and my lord Jesus Christ naked, smeared with mud…leaves twisted into bunny ears on top of his head…a half-crazed, half-pained look [...]
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