Sunday, September 27, 2009


Stepping through a pinhole of hope
Only to find a painted brick wall blocks my progress
Banging my head on the dream of revenge
Thoroughly enjoying the laughter from above
Angels dropping like flies
From the open heavens
Splattering on the windshields of Hummers.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Passing Car

After the car passed,
I was left standing with a muddy dress.


Your face haunting my thoughts
Eyes closed to hold onto your likeness
Keep them shut to prolong your fade to black
Night after night you have been coming to me
Different dreams
Assorted imaginings
A collection of our own short stories
All fiction
All lies
Exceptionally entertaining

Thursday, September 10, 2009


As the night falls into day,
my mind awakes to beauty.