Tag Archives: life

Flowers

Vases full of freshly-cut flowers sit on the sills of windows opened to the world and with all the beauty of the presentation death hides in plain sight. We don’t see that life is gone until all that’s left are … Continue reading

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Scratched

I still have some cd’s but hundreds have become dozens and it seems as though every last one of them is scratched. They’re all okay through the first few songs but every last one of them is scratched.

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the universe

flowers slowly die and we cry knowing that pages end and chapters end and books end…   but the universe is forever

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Or Love

in the aftermath of a bloodbath there are two paths we can take more violence for its own sake or love

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33

The wind’s whispers are drown out by screams and shouts broken dreams, no doubt seem the end is near awash with tears and years and years will pass you by what dreams did come abruptly die and cry and sing … Continue reading

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Stones and Sticks

We’re sticking knives into the heart poking and prodding and twisting rusty old knives one by one and sometimes many all at once only they’re not knives but stones and sticks because we’re primitive with insatiable thirst and the blood … Continue reading

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Walking Man

The sidewalk loosely guides us as we drone along on autopilot gliding between building and street building and street building and street until the sound of honking horns overpowers our headphones and we see red hands prompting us to stop … Continue reading

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