July 1, 2009

distend

will sail across the sea
fog billowing round strained mast
trailing fingers in water
liquidity of thought
ahead with no acuity
sheets of glass lapping in futility
watch the line turn
there is nothing here
this is where time dies

February 19, 2009

you move with the sun

voluntary blindness
self-distraction
feigned indifference
discuss nothing reveal nothing

just keep repeating
don't get attached
don't get attached
don't get attached
don't-

fuck.