25.3.07

He said no.
In not so many words.

He said no, in no words at all.

i thought i'd stop
and say hello.

i turned around
and looked for

you,
your deep, easy laughter

impressions of your feet
that i know so well,

your lanky silhouette
against the sun,

but you were gone.

21.3.07

this is a picture of the road that we always take, and it always ends up being the wrong one.

14.3.07

..ain't got no bounce in my shoes
ain't got no fancy to tickle
i ain't got nothing but the blues..

8.3.07

if i stood on my head and took a look at the world, would i see everything right?