this was just one of those days
when the pixels grew hypnotic,
swirled into nonsense
and sank conscious thought
like quicksand.

done
December 4, 2008
titania and nick
December 2, 2008
it could be paradise
December 1, 2008
a leaf, maybe
November 30, 2008It must be nice to be the wind, they say,
with longing and jealousy.
Not the wind, I say.
A leaf, maybe.
Because the wind has control,
whereas I feel hurled
from the safety of
the tree;
eaten and digested
by cold machines;
golden, sure
but weathered by
a march of seasons
that has no regard for me.

big kahuna
November 26, 2008
scatterbrain
November 25, 2008I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. It never occurred to me that women like to hear you say those things.

morpheus awoken
November 18, 2008
our comfort is yours, friend
November 16, 2008yes, I am under assault
by the effervescent phalanx
of alcohol, yet
I will shut off the light for you.
I will guarantee your safety
and sound sleep.
for I am Eternal Vigilance.
I am the consciousness
that never rests. I am
protectorate, always
wary, always watching,
this is why
I am not the hedonist
others are allowed
to be.
(and believe me,
I wish to be.)
Sleep, now, mirage of the desert,
you hero, you warrior.
Let the watcher
watch, for he is
the best at this,
lest he dream,
lest he know happiness.





