Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Read My Lips

bitch, I'm the


This Open Field

Did the ground shake beneath you?
God knows that fear was in your eyes
Whose fault was that when it fell on me?
Dandelions keep you in this open field
With a heart closed, so full of bitterness
Even open air seems to suffocate you
If only those lungs could fully inhale
Then peace could at last hold you

Monday, December 24, 2012


I sat there, with warmth ahead of me
And cold behind
As my hair, dripping with moisture
laid against my curves

My eyes remained open, through it all
The separation showed
And my focused was changed to them
the beautiful workers

Tuesday, December 18, 2012


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The word of the week is


Monday, December 17, 2012

Monday, December 3, 2012

I am the human, and the sign is my existence at Starbucks