Thursday, August 26, 2010

Sunday, August 22, 2010

exit through the gift shop

recently found on the side of an industrial building.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


You found a girl you like.
Love her madly, as long as you are able.

Sunday, May 23, 2010


last night's sleep
yesterday's conversation
cobbled together
in a pile
that used to be
image courtesy google image search


Thy love be not a burden. But if it shall be, let me endure it as the sweet spring earth that bears the weight of a million souls, yet delights to support them with the bounty of her favors.

image courtesy

Sunday, May 9, 2010

the wall

I walked a thousand miles

To feel the friction
Of your shadow
Graze my cheek
As we kissed hello

Inhale the scent of your body
Leaning in to touch

To hear
our lust
For words

Now I'll walk
A thousand miles

You left me at the wall.

Image (c) Jian Shuo Wang, Red Wall at Night,

Sunday, May 2, 2010


At 4am this morning I choked on a sharp intake of breath as my eyes flashed open to fixate on the contrast of a pale ceiling and a darkened skylight.

29, beautiful, and good doesn't mean healthy.
Being in love doesn't mean you wake up next to each other.
Play Hurt isn't a sufficient plan.

My mind starts to chant in the Sondheim rhythm... "One midnight gone. One midnight gone..."
Go back to sleep, love.
There will be more revised expectations in the morning.