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scales that grew in the thick unknown of past fields is put down as delicate as a page of ancient text in a thin shed of snakeskin that is a shroud shrining what was, has and will emerged from the elapse; as are we, a shedding of time in vast past dark fields of space; a memory of an earlier and still growing, and both infant and ancient, cosmos.

Posted By drew On 04.13.2012 @ 8:25 pm

I miss him. I miss him. I kindasortofmaybe want him back. And I want to hug him now. Just hug. I don’t know, I just feel the urge to. But I know it’s impossible. But whatever.

Posted By Drew On 04.13.2012 @ 12:35 pm

in your presence the world of others goes out of business, and from the street of my stare now only one lamp need flare above the grand stairs of your gracious beauty of which i care to kiss every step.

Posted By drew On 02.21.2012 @ 4:19 pm

disgustingly unhealthy food. dizzying low-level intelligence. ear harmfully loud music. rides that almost make me vomit as bad as the sight of pitiful patriotic people who surround me everywhere when i’m there. - i f*cking hate carnivals. that’s all i want to say.

Posted By drew On 02.13.2012 @ 8:20 pm

rides that almost make me vomit worse than the sight of pitiful patriotic people. disgustingly unhealthy food. dizzying low-level intelligence. ear harmfully loud music. - i fucking hate carnivals. that’s all i want to say.

Posted By drew On 02.13.2012 @ 8:18 pm

An old lady once told me, “Butterflies, they are like dream flowers, childhood dreams, which have broken loose from their stalks and escaped into the sunshine. Air and angels.”

Posted By drew On 02.08.2012 @ 5:49 pm

Denial screams of its humanity hidden behind walls of helplessness.

Posted By drew On 02.07.2012 @ 3:39 pm

Denial admits humanity, but, one reduced to helpless infancy behind the nursery walls of comforting delusion, in the hospital of dispair.

Posted By drew On 02.07.2012 @ 3:26 pm

some someone pulls me back into orbit around oneword. to her i write, thanks :)

Posted By drew On 02.06.2012 @ 8:31 pm

8.5″ by 11″ runways. My handwriting, skidmarks.

Posted By drew On 01.20.2012 @ 8:22 pm

I’ll always remember that last big wave… of your hands off the shallow shores of my sea… you soon, where a final blue goodbye bellowed deep below.

Posted By drew On 01.17.2012 @ 6:59 pm

I’ll always remember that last big wave… of your hands off the shallow shores of my sea… you soon, where a final goodbye bellowed deep below.

Posted By drew On 01.17.2012 @ 6:51 pm

Thorns here, thorns there, thorns everywhere. Where’s Jesus when you need him? Like it, Love it, Gotta have it!

Posted By Drew On 01.05.2012 @ 10:29 am

As our eyes set, high on your temples my fingers prayed in circles, making wishes before those shooting tears that fell across the horizons or your face.

Posted By drew On 12.14.2011 @ 8:32 pm

As our eyes set, high on your temples my fingers prayed in circles, making wishes before those shooting tears that fell across the horizons of your face.

Posted By drew On 12.14.2011 @ 8:30 pm

high on your temples my fingers prayed in circles, making wishes before those shooting tears that fell across horizons of your cheeks.

Posted By drew On 12.14.2011 @ 8:21 pm

I am homesick for lands I’ve been, missing family I’ve never known. The distance beckons.

Posted By drew On 12.10.2011 @ 7:42 pm

There are nights I get kissclose, laying my head in between her deep, soft breaths; collecting her exhale in my lungs where I hold them until I can’t breathe, - hoping my body will store them away in my heart.

Posted By drew On 12.03.2011 @ 9:48 pm

There are nights I get kiss close and lay my head in between her deep, soft breaths; collecting all of her exhales in my lungs where I hold them them until I can’t breathe, hoping my body will store them away in my heart.

Posted By drew On 12.03.2011 @ 9:33 pm

My eyes hung heavy, stepping down their stare case into a brewery of tears, aged in stubbornness; not to be opened until sour shame ferments into an honest sweet sorry. - I’m Sorry.

Posted By drew On 12.01.2011 @ 7:44 pm

my eyes hung heavy, stepping down their stare case into a brewery of tears, aged in stubbornness, not to be opened until guilt ferments into an honest sorry.

Posted By drew On 12.01.2011 @ 7:36 pm

Our smiles rioted across our faces. Silently protesting the seriousness.

Posted By drew On 10.28.2011 @ 2:20 pm

My awe climbed its highest branch and sat still on the edge of her last thought that unleashed from out of her mouth like lions from slumber and traced around each body in the crowd weary of defeat, calling each person by the names of the dead people they always wished they could be, calling them to rise like our suns final morning…into a day that would end…but never again fall into darkness.

Posted By drew On 10.28.2011 @ 8:09 am

To siren lullabies, grown babies fall gently crack-rocked to sleep on cold cement under a blanket of vomit and vodka.

Babies who were abandoned by love, or by hope, or by their dreams that dare not even return in their sleep.

Posted By drew On 10.27.2011 @ 6:05 am

it was the pillow that seemed to be the one seeking the comfort from her face that curved too plush and smooth have a hard skull underneath…

just endless cheeks good for biting.

Posted By drew On 10.22.2011 @ 7:49 pm

“You’ve dived off the deep end.” she said with a trembled tear in her eye, “Society will beat you down & won’t let you stand back up. Why can you not just keep quiet and live a simple life like grandpa did, he took care of his family well?” But I couldn’t give in, not even to my crying grandma. I can’t live in the past, the future comes faster than it once did, & with it, change. To take care of the family we must expand on its definition – family is Humanity. We have to take care of the whole. I don’t fear prison or worse, I fear living & not being able to look in the mirror.

Posted By drew On 10.21.2011 @ 3:18 pm

“You’ve dived off the deep end, you’re too radical” she said to me with a tear trembling in her eye, “Society will beat you to your knees and won’t let you stand back up. You can’t change the world, those controlling it have too much power. Can’t you just keep quiet and live a simple life like grandpa did, he took care of his family well?” But I couldn’t give in, not even to my crying grandma. I can’t live in the past, the future comes faster than it once did and to take care of my family i must expand on it definition – my family is humanity. I don’t fear imprisonment or worse, I fear living and being silent with what solutions I know.

Posted By drew On 10.21.2011 @ 1:07 pm

with the flip and flop of bloss- oms – so gentle she hums by with hellos, my metabolize on top her photosynthesize, energy relates.

Posted By drew On 10.20.2011 @ 5:42 pm

A castle is home. It doesn’t have to be grandiose, it doesn’t have to have a room with diamonds. It has to have jesters, kings, and queens. It has to be built of rock. But it doesn’t need an army. It doesn’t need a moat.

Posted By Drew On 10.19.2011 @ 8:41 pm

the heat off my reddened face a dragon breathing through the castle ruins of your hairdo that collapsed on top my treasure chest holding a heart that has pounded my walls my whole life, that has pushed my blood every moment forward to find you, just, to one day - hold you.

Posted By drew On 10.19.2011 @ 2:22 pm