angry sad marginalized alienated finished gone

Wednesday, May 21, 2008


i will pretend
that it was fate
that brought hate
into our lives

i will confess to
you my demise and in the midst
i'll realize dreams and succession
of secrets lined without direction

with you i fight
because you're blocking the way of the light
you're contagious and i'm sneezing
i'm wheezing and complaining
to the nines

i'm classless
i'm restless
all i want is to stay alive

Thursday, May 15, 2008



things don't happen like they used to. it's not so much the taste as it is the digestion.