Tuesday, March 24, 2009

When You Perform In Reverse

You could be happy.

Worn, torn, and onto the point, you are.

Every chance you lost, you could have been, but you weren't and that made all the difference.

Seeing you is like watching myself.

You could be happy.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Backward Scrawls

Tell me what I can or cannot do.

Shoot my vision, cover it, and I'll be in your arms for the rest of eternity.

But I'll drip satellite tears.

Only so much you can do to stow me away in this life. I'll crush your signal and delete all of your data.

Let me see.

I'm ignorant otherwise.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Monochrome

Eyes sewn shut.

I can't see her sadness.

Guess you didn't want me to cry.