The acting is terrible, Tennessee; who hired these actors to ruin the second half with their phony injuries? Aren't these guys supposed to be indestructible machines of fire and force?! Dash Johnson and his powered lips twitched as he sat on the bench and stared like a stupefied puppy on crack (literally: I think he hit the pipe during the halftime ( Read more... )

She chortled as I stroked her hair almost upright. I moved from the brown ends to the blonde roots. She blew into the grooves of my ear. I kissed the tip of her nose. This was all calm and casual ( Read more... )

From my window at a red light
In a confused, yet dead sight
I see a man, who sped right

Away wearing the same shirt
And saying, to him, my name hurt
Because as a dame, I'm in the same skirt

Strung by my feet and that traffic light
Backed by the cataracts of that Baptist's sight
And in my long face I see the same plight

i didn't post in august

moon shooters, beer chasers.

I walked the snow trail up the mountain, stopping at viewpoints to view the points of the distant mountains where blue ice built up from centuries ago, and admiring the way their peaks hid like little children behind a thin mist-- massive yet bashful in their boundless encroachment of the heavens ( Read more... )

My sleeves are shorter in the Summertime to match the days when the sun sits in short breath beneath the trees, the oaks only asking themselves how their limbs let the light travel up into the milky sky ( Read more... )

25% done, or thereabout.

george carlin died, where is life going?

Dizzy with thought, I exhale smoke plumes ( Read more... )