Thursday, October 16, 2003

I'll break your teeth with a hammer.
Perhaps.
Perhaps I'll break your teeth with a hammer.

Sunday, October 12, 2003

Visions- by unknown forgotten

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
The sun hit my eyes like a car headed straight for us
And all I could do was peer into it
The great stuggle to hold onto memories
My mind flooded with love, distance, and impossible ideas
Until the sun set like a fiery plane crash
And the moon was all I could see
My stomach burned like an ulcer
Flames rippling to my heart
The pain was love
The pain was hurt
I tried, but could not see the future