Friday, May 23, 2008

how many years walking off to slaughter
before you feel caught up with the age?
and how many years treading this water
before you master how to walk on the waves?

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

the clouds parted in the sky at the same time as they did in his head. the heavens cried as his mind clicked. 'i talk to the ones who don't talk back. and ignore the ones who do. and death is hard, but life is harder. so what's a fool to do?'

Sunday, May 11, 2008

fragment fiveeleven:

some grab power with a football or a weight bench
others use their skinny jeans, self satisfied complacence
let them reign, they can keep their little kingdoms
i'll keep trying to slip through the veins that run between them
i'll lead the martyrs without causes on the march forth
pleading with the others for an ending to the sharp course
it's all hard, but we've got it so much harder than you
and as it slips from my lips, the false trials are coming true


i wish i could fall asleep.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

numbers part two

one for krs and two for the rest
three-sixteen for the verses gotten off the chest
four-eight for the choruses i can't write
six for the height, and seven for the plight
eleven something for the worth of the hourly wage
and fifteen for the paid holidays
five for the days spent missing the fire
thousands for the torchless days before retire
three point one four for the pie from which i grab a piece
fifty two repeated for the pace of the week
six three times for the trick of the beast
far too many for the times it succeeds
two four seven for the weight of the stress
zero for solutions that i've got for the mess
eight, nine or ten for the cousin of death
whatever else gets the rest of whatever's left