Tuesday, September 09, 2008

when you're not here

desert skin
cracked colors
red yellow filters
confuse thoughts
leaving isolated images
flittering past eyes

mind plays an awful cruel trick
while eyes are closed
you brush past
a wind swept breeze
dancing to music no one else hears

Monday, April 24, 2006

signs of drought

in shades of green
with hints of brown
rusted tips of grass
burn in the afternoon
when sun's rays kiss
earth's aging hairs
sunbleached facade

Thursday, October 27, 2005

just a flicker

There's something off in the distance
like a space cowboy weilding a gun
much like it were a sword
expanding only to conceal
a glint sparkling distraction
destorting what was never seen

Thursday, March 17, 2005


the water sign is strong with me. it perhaps has something to do with my march b-day, which happens to be a pisces sign.

should i be scared?
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or perhaps i should be excited that the advances of lasik surgery have allowed my eyes to be sliced open, folded, cut even more and then enabling me to see even better. power and technology.

we are all puppets to the machines. the fuel that drives them. but i have a fuel of my own. beer. wine. nectars of such sweet goodness they can do nothing but inspire. especially on a day like today. st. patrick's day. my birthday. add in irish roots and you have a hell of a combination.

but this year is somewhat different from others. there are vast transformations. the obvious. the eyes. the diet. the image. all vast changes from a previous irish alecthegreat.

Sunday, February 27, 2005


all I know is pain
it seeps through all of my pores
raining down on me

I wonder how long
it takes the impossible
to become the now

I hold onto you
even when I should let you go
because I can't stop

god, I want to cry
forceful tears burning my face
these wants simply grow

teardrops falling down
breaking the silence with sound
in wet salt I drown

Thursday, February 24, 2005

close but...

I want you
so badly
I want to hold you
to look into your eyes
to tell you I love you
that I need you
to hold you close
and feel your heartbeat
through my chest
no tears
no cries
just us
I want to feel you
as we sway to music
that isn't even playing
to have that moment again
where everything is perfect
god       I want you

Monday, February 21, 2005

like fog

something sometimes gets in the way
obscures the path like fog
hovering through a labyrinth
you get stuck    confused
and there's nothing you can really do
so you sit down where you are
hoping that the path clears
leaving passage open for travel
but too much time passes
          and eventually
you lose track of what you were
waiting to come to pass
     so you stand
brush yourself off and
go a different direction