Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Building

I'm trying to fix
my world made of glass
with a hammer and a nail...

Monday, October 24, 2005

Changing

I woke up in pieces
that blew away
in the
cold
empty
fall
air
tossed around
like the last of the dying
withered and broken leaves
before the snow flakes fall
and cover over the last years
mistakes

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Lost

I've lost my way home
and I don't remember now
which way I came from

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Falling

Watching
as the leaves fall
red
and
already dead
drifting in a blaze of glory
to the ground
to decay
and dissappear

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Pressure

Intense pressure
all around
from every angle
squeezing me
until I can't breathe
Forcing the blood
from my ventricles
Am I a piece of coal
being turned to diamond
or am I just on my way
to becoming dust?