So it's time for another completely random and sporadic post to the ever patiently waiting and wanting LJ.  There's not that much that I want to say here...not really.  Anything of value is left for my real life interactions; I seem to get a much bigger return on my investment of thoughts that way.  Some things I can say though... Things are ( Read more... )

It’s a strange thing to travel. I don’t know just how happy I am to return home. The only thing waiting for me back in Baton Rouge is mere rote and determination….and her. I wish I could just take her with me and leave, never ever come back. Where would I go? Most probably New York. At least for a little while. I’ve always fancied myself ( Read more... )

we dispense with the poetry about pain ( Read more... )

maybe i should start posting with disclaimers. you really shouldn't take me that seriously, i mean, i didn't take that Def Poetry comment seriously. but what's wrong with talking something out ( Read more... )

How is it you can miss something that you never had? I see her face clear like water, feel her smile warm my cold shoulders to summer temperatures, see her framed against a cool autumn sunset and remember the sweet tension I felt inside as thoughts echoed across my potentials like "say something" and "kiss her"...but no poetry for this untouched ( Read more... )

i baptized my soul in the waters of a Nile,
in the death of the Now, with
the birth of suicidal tears I christen
this matrimony of metophorized hollow soul
to the dawn of fresh words to heal
the wounds of love.

I've come to the realization that although I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt, I generally don't tend to trust humans that much these days ( Read more... )

It's a soliloquey of my mind ( Read more... )

My torturous lullaby is notably poetry ( Read more... )

From here we can see a thousand miles down memory lane ( Read more... )