1.
When the snake seeks love,
No one comes with open arms,
So he bites instead.
2.
Saw my shattered glass,
Light through prisms shine on God,
This is my last dream.
3.
When I'm most alone,
Everyone else surrounds me,
solitude remains.
4.
Bought some roller skates,
Fell down and then scraped my knee,
Skating is for queers.
5.
Happy Halloween,
Bitch I'm knocking on your door,
Give me some candy.
6.
Make myself ugly,
Girls do not smile anymore,
Looks are everything.
-Later (Me)
Friday, January 23, 2009
A few Haiku in 5:7:5
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Labels: dreams., Haiku, halloween, Poetry, roller skates, snake., solitude, ugly
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The Visit 1
I'd like to visit them
in Dreams.
Under black thatched roofs
leaking prismatic drops of dew
into their senses.
They'd wait
preoccupied
by some strange play or thing
as I travelled
rolling on the wind
a wisp
something cool and dry.
Be forewarned,
my love for them,
for you...
would extend to the stars
and under the pressure
surrounding this
undoubtedly burst
and sprinkle down this earth
a lovely pearl snow
only to mix with prismatic dew
and ever so gracefully slip through the cracks
of their black thatched roofs
quenching the dust
of your consciousness,
and fertilizing the seeds
in that old attic,
creating a gorgeous
emerald sprout
that will in time
grow into something sturdy.
Something that looks
a lot like
me.
BH
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