words:fail:me

the culture of disease
Wednesday, December 13, 2006

thought about
you
today...

and
laughed.

you would love me now,
i have found
a way
to chip away,
to kill myself...

incrementally

just
like
you
did.

opened my eyes
with an excited disappointment.

another today--
a rising force,
a setting sun,
another chance
to
pull
away

...with the rest of humanity,
i am never alone
in mining misery's sweet ore
to
the
bone.

surrogate sense
Monday, December 04, 2006

one picture and i am there..
swimming in enough thoughts to drown,

as summer's hope

turned to

winter's despair.

a heavy heart
the paperweight for a soul,
keeping track of
old debts owed
and
scores settled.

anchoring
that which should float.