I am a bit tired.
Not really sleepy.
Sort of worn out.
Not really that tired.
All is good.
But just tired enough to notice it.
Maybe I have grown less tough.
I used to enjoy my resiliency.
But, now, I am tired.
Of hurting.
Of pain.
Of regrets and confusion.
But things are getting better.
I have done things.
Taken steps.
Walk, then run.
Waves over waves.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Thinking in Tongues
Sitting here watching
Little red numbers roll by
Wondering if you think of me.
“If you sit down with this old clown
I’ll take that frown and break it.”
Slow dancing in the dark.
Naked and Honest.
I am going to party in Brest, France now.
Hee hee.
He said Brest.
Little red numbers roll by
Wondering if you think of me.
“If you sit down with this old clown
I’ll take that frown and break it.”
Slow dancing in the dark.
Naked and Honest.
I am going to party in Brest, France now.
Hee hee.
He said Brest.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Fix
Many tiny pieces all scratched and saved.
Now again taken out and let to shine.
From damaged nights and vile mornings
Again can come the simple pleasure.
Of the here.
The now.
Insignificance is awe brining.
Breathe and See.
Now again taken out and let to shine.
From damaged nights and vile mornings
Again can come the simple pleasure.
Of the here.
The now.
Insignificance is awe brining.
Breathe and See.
Friday, August 18, 2006
On the way to France.
Hee hee hee.
It has been a while since I posted.
Some of that was because I was busy,
And other reasons where that I was very free.
But now I am away, sailing.
Adventure and fun in foreign ports!
More to come.
It has been a while since I posted.
Some of that was because I was busy,
And other reasons where that I was very free.
But now I am away, sailing.
Adventure and fun in foreign ports!
More to come.
Friday, June 23, 2006
In BC
I wish I could either kill the whole world or love everyone.
There are some people that I miss in ways I could not have ever seen.
There are others I work at missing, for no reason other than if I stopped missing them, I would forget.
And there are others that I try hard to ignore.
But those, like parts of one's own self, will not leave you alone.
Strangers offer Evil in smiles and streets.
Full fun nights and mornings.
Try to fill up hours of freedom. Go on. Try.
Basically, I feel the time.
And that is a rare thing.
Hey. Dont drink and Blog.
Ha!
There are some people that I miss in ways I could not have ever seen.
There are others I work at missing, for no reason other than if I stopped missing them, I would forget.
And there are others that I try hard to ignore.
But those, like parts of one's own self, will not leave you alone.
Strangers offer Evil in smiles and streets.
Full fun nights and mornings.
Try to fill up hours of freedom. Go on. Try.
Basically, I feel the time.
And that is a rare thing.
Hey. Dont drink and Blog.
Ha!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Fond of Distance
Heart pumps. You can feel it. Way too fast
Faking that the brain is free.
Blood moves. Inside then out.
Ready for pleasure.
Disrespect was never meant.
Finding the whole thing mixed up with sneers.
Thoughts move through the streets.
Speaking dazed hints. Breaking and Taking.
Dancing without smiles.
Sometimes it is not enough to want.
These times you have to need.
Truth has always been the most naughty.
Faking that the brain is free.
Blood moves. Inside then out.
Ready for pleasure.
Disrespect was never meant.
Finding the whole thing mixed up with sneers.
Thoughts move through the streets.
Speaking dazed hints. Breaking and Taking.
Dancing without smiles.
Sometimes it is not enough to want.
These times you have to need.
Truth has always been the most naughty.
