Showing posts with label words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label words. Show all posts

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Before 2 am

Before
The clock
Reads
2:00 am
I scratch
My beard stubble
Some words
Enter
My head
Some other words
Escape
Logically
Then grow
Their own
Intelligence
It is a sight
Hard to describe
A whole new
Civilization
Is birthed
Out of little more
Than
My verbs, adjectives
An entirely sufficient race prospers
They prosper before
2:00 am

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

One Million

Had difficulty sleeping last night due to a slight cold. But also dreamt that I was composing nearly one million stories in my head. I saw groupings of words form sentences and sentences form paragraphs and paragraphs form whole novels. It felt overwhelming but engaging nonetheless.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Human Rhyme

time is subtle
Long ago
We gave
A Damn
Some might say
A God Damn
Others
Might
Uncloak
Their daggers
and stab some
Tropical citrus fruit
Before
Displacing
Any sanity
Then the purple
Purple rain
Drowns Us
Floods
The entire world
Not biblical style
No!
Because
The Universe
knows how ignorant
We tend to be
... time... time
Does not tick
Clocks
are not time machines!
WE
Are the perceivers
because
time needs to pass subtly
Imperceptibly
With or without
.....
Human
Rhyme

Thursday, February 24, 2011

This Year

Is there something

In Me

Dying to get out

To introduce itself

I suppose so

This something

Kind of reminds me

of a very innocent day

during a very naive year

This Something

Flickers my light

On and off

Off and on

I will try to introduce

Myself

I must stop abusing the Self

I do not mean

to frighten it

It does not mean

to frighten me

This something exists

Because

It knows

There is no such Thing

As

Nothing

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

One Another

Dreaming of you

Dreaming of me

We are one

In the same

I admit to wrong-doing

I admit to wrong speaking

I require Nothing

More than your presence

And

It is in your dreams

that we are loved

It is in your dreams

that we are hesitant

Do not let reality keep us from

One Another

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Alligator

With these arms

I bear nothing

In my heart

resides something

this hardened shell (skin)

serves no purpose

no one purpose

breathing is an international affair

yet, there is no law that enforces it

there is no money to be made from it

because

The victim wants what the agitator needs