Friday, April 29, 2011

i built a small city
in a small room
the city was so crowded
and i was the giant in this land
i walked in eights
being careful not to bump into
ideas
or
old memories in the dodgy part of town

Sunday, April 24, 2011

my hours
they work harder then they should
walking around avoiding things
they are powered by static
violently they never let the dust and the dirt settle
they exist in the past and in the future
often they dismiss today
they get stuck in the yesterdays and tomorrows

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

i fell asleep listening to a record you said reminded you of me
and i listened to the ten minute song and not every line was perfect
not every line was a good match for me
and i am electrified about it all and i am sure you do not know
but the thing is not every line is always going to match me. and I'm not going to fit into every person i try on