Saturday, August 11, 2012

make the
bad and strong
thunder grow
to magic
and appropriate inspiration.
pin striping
whisps n room for passangers.
crunching long grass
hay field
under hooves.
sure its alright.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

how well you see by snow
with the dull distant lights
n ice crystals shooting
to melt vision

tell me what how well you see means
ill be listening for your words
in the muted silence
and little clicks
of freeze

im not going dancing

Wednesday, August 1, 2012