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Friday, March 28, 2003


bliss below

i can't tell if its dawn or dusk
i have just woken up
and as i fall back deep asleep
will i ever wake up

and i am falling farther than my knees
it seems enough
and i pound my head into the floor
and there is abyss below

and as my hands reach the shore
body's beached to sigh no more
tonight the bell tolls beneath the wake
all is not lost

at first the dread i felt was just knee deep
so my kneeling has to cease
but as i breathe it in and out
it suffocates

and i've fallen further down than my knees
its never enough
i pound my head into the floor
bliss below

did i ever show you my best dream?
did i ever get close to belief?
didn't you used to be my best friend?
i can't remember can you help me now?
it had something to do with grief
but i liked it anyway

Tuesday, March 25, 2003


moon pulls a ribbon
of humble, distrustful clouds
makes black a warning

Wednesday, March 19, 2003


the bullrush-sliced air
blows past leaves refreshingly
disobey the sun

Tuesday, March 11, 2003


seers of coldness drop
loosened grip of frozen clouds
crystals of the sky

Wednesday, March 05, 2003


icing sugar dusts the streets
the city streets with kindness
melting the concerns