

A night in BordeauxA night in Bordeaux July 24th, 2005 Nicetry-badLUCKA night in Bordeaux
You know I love it when you speak to me in German. I could sit and listen for hours as your words fill the room like lit cigarettes and stale Crackerjack’s. I don’t understand but a handful of your words and that you know as well but it really doesn’t matter when it comes down to us. I pretend you’re telling me your secrets and your truths yet to be known but that little line in your forehead tells me otherwise but you look me in the face and keep talking anyway. I’d like to stick a can of frozen orange juice concentrate on your new tattoo


To ForgetTo Forget July 10, 2005To Forget
Kissing endless rats good morning, whilst your ship adrift they flee, bonding new strings of solitude, as distances between grow rapidly greater.
Intensive dehydrations wither balances delicate, severing connections binding wastefulness to callousness.
Leave them lost decapitating for secrets kept, one's lies alive held shackled through processes within.
Perceptions deceive nurturing disease of leisure, indulging brutally in pleasures never meant for consumption constant.
Steadily breeding misconcept


ash againash again penned jan 2, 2004 revised jan 1, 2005ash again
ash again. pushing remorse through ink to stain an unforgiving first day of a bleak new year as still yet another headstone lies forgotten among a myriad of milestones left to decay on a regretful trail winding through many decades and landscapes leading directly to the source. even amidst joyous celebrations, grains of sadness can be found and cupped in life-soaked hands letting tragedy unfold until the grains become stones and the stones become boulders and the boulders become foundations upon which the structures feebly reside.

Devious Comments
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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but i did indeed make a new account.
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