Tuesday, May 16, 2006

suppose

He stares.

clipped tones
shifting seats,
uncomfortable pauses
alert you

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

realizations

years from now
we will decompose
under the ground

where will your soul be

Monday, May 08, 2006

shampoo

fingers caress scalp
dandruff on shoulders
falls to ground

Sunday, May 07, 2006

unfufilled

delicate twigs tangle in your hair,
hand grasps them lightly, knotting further
while you're trying to free the branches

intentions were always overrated

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

do the evolution

you know,
some people don't like
change