Do you want more coffee, The motor wants a tune-up, I just want a
chance to rest, What do you want for christmas, He wants a bicycle
for his birthday, Do you want anything
from the store
She wanted more time to finish the test, I want a new ipad, I want
world peace, I want perfect weather, You can choose whichever
color you want
Thousands of poor people still want food and shelter
She wants a garden, I want to watch it grow
November 14, 2012
February 4, 2012
Expired
I am the boy in the yellow shirt
standing by the
water
who followed his instincts
to the edge of the falls
and
fell
in love with the ambient chatter
and soft pitter patter of
your gentle
beat
I was standing by the water
when i lost my quiver
from an indian
giver
and in less then an hour
i became a
flower
disappearing into the
landscape
January 27, 2012
The Color Of Dust
magenta is the color of the dust that dances
between the branches of
the green trees
which sit in the shade of the golden sun
and orange is the color of
sunshine
before the droplets of blue
rain
soak the earth a deep
rich brown
and life is the color of
light
because even tonight
you glow
between the branches of
the green trees
which sit in the shade of the golden sun
and orange is the color of
sunshine
before the droplets of blue
rain
soak the earth a deep
rich brown
and life is the color of
light
because even tonight
you glow
January 26, 2012
Spent
1
flesh packed by the pound
with broken hearts
tightly wound
and in the morning when
the day begins
we wear our smiles and
crooked
grins
and lay down at night and
shed our sins
spent and tired but
full of
grace
and yet these lines
we can't
erase
11
finding that place where i step into space
and lose myself
like an alien who eats human emotions
i'm lost in the oceans of your
desire
and like a human
dipped in cumin
i'm on fire
January 24, 2012
January 20, 2012
With All Our Forgets & Plans
These sad glad mad times filled with unusual rhymes
and the darkest finds in fruit so sweet
lemon rhymes and purple beats
In a jovial garden of moist wet air
full of lingering fruit
We held the leaves
but forgot the root
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