BrotherBrother, your amnesia hurts the most.Brother
Brother,
When my heart fell ill, I cried into the sky in hopes that your cell phone would receive my tears. I sealed my feelings inside the cave of your heart where I once nestled, until I stretched my legs long and exited quietly like a spider from a womb. I left your heart gaping not to encourage emptiness to solicit there, but to ensure my return.
Brother, the cave I assumed would remain Home is now crusting with malnourishment. Your heart has been tantalized by THC and the sage of the seers, that unscrew kneecaps and suc
Brother, your amnesia hurts thBrother, your amnesia hurts the most.Brother, your amnesia hurts th
Brother,
When I felt ill in my heart, I sent my tears into the sky so that your cell phone could receive them. I sealed my feelings into the cave of your heart where I once curled, from whence I stretched my legs long and exited quietly. I left your heart open not for you to suffer or feel emptiness, but to ensure my return.
Brother, the cave I hoped to rename home is dry with malnourishment. Your heart has been distracted by THC and the sage of the seers, unscrewing kneecaps and disassociating from emotion. Healing he
spring's casteA phoenix-colored bellflower surveys the composition of one glorious spring afternoon as only a flower can experience it. She is a Codonopsis clematidea, a wondrous little adolescent blossom swaying gently in the sweet-sung breeze.spring's caste
Just as her vine-sisters, she is a bursting orange sensation, identical in appearance. But even as the other petal ladies clump together on the high end of their vine, she is removed.
Instead she dallies lower, angled towards the sparkling pit pond and its inhabitants. This nameless flower is thoroughly uninterested in her sisters' chirping gossip of blue jay and cardinal affairs, choosin
haikuwrimo - July 20081st July 2008haikuwrimo - July 2008
an evening of wandering moths and I, the moon
2nd July 2008
shadowed deer one glance away she is gone
3rd July 2008
new girl in the office oh, a ring
4th July 2008
twilight - damned electric fence
5th July 2008
sudoku evening rain batters against glass
6th July 2008
midnight's windchimes dreaming of scissors
7th July 2008
pouring rain, how many have sheltered &nb
Dating? What?
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