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I am so very, very tired and unimpressed with myself. I shall sleep and attempt to be better in the morning.
the time wanders by
and I don't wish anymore
and the loneliness
becomes abstract
I'm guarded,
you say it as if
it were a bad thing
and I wonder how you live
not as though it matters
five million notes fly by
and I wonder how the mathematician thinks
There is no communication
and yet there is sound
there is no sound,
and yet there is communication?
My verse is unmetered,
my meter un-versed in etiquette
The innate desire to live life
as a mannered painting
spoils my appetite
My feet fall
in their rhythmic dance
and you stand still
never avoiding the stones
and ask me why I'm guarded