January 2010
7 posts
Forever ago
Narrator: (So apropos: Saw death on a sunny snow) Him: “For every life…” Her: “Forgoe the parable.” Him: “Seek the light.” Her: “…My knees are cold.” (Running home, running home, running home, running home…) Her: “Go find another lover; To bring a… to string along!” “With all your lies, ...
Death cab pt.2
You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I’m not who I used to be No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise The youthful boy below who turned your way and saw Something he was not looking for: both a beginning and an end But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize When he catches his reflection on accident On the back of a motor bike...