Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Train
The iron beast plunged deeper into the thick, dense trees.
The Silence broken by the bawling shrill of its cry.
The long tail swiftly sweeping away from the horizon line.
The Rhythmic pattern of its movement is hypnotic.
The steam shooting up high into the clear sky from within the belly of its iron core.
The marvel of the beast is something I can't take my eyes off of.
But that could also have been because of the ropes that tied me to the tracks.
Drip Drop
Drip
Drip
My bathroom faucet is like a
poor house guest
Drip
Drip
Drop
It's taking a leak in the sink.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
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