to be human



all the way

to you

a connection

always made


loving you

is easy

wires tripped

all around me


nervous & excited

every thing

smells great



hours on the phone

my heart aches

to hold you

in my arms


1/31/08  4:45am




a storehouse

literally ceilings

and ceilings worth

stored knowledge

a number, a volume

screeches from a bird

my attention called away

trailing off to nowhere

the shadows on my shoulder

looks like beads on display

diffused to assist the day

standing here with miles to go

relativity awaits me

crunching and bending

lost track of time

focused on a beam of light

9/13/10  9am