actions speak louder

dancing on the banks

u are a hustler here like everyone else
go watch family guy, your man is hot
and then cold

someone is his ankle savior
they are going room to room
to feel your confessions

god has a point, u have already
sensed this; your leukemia is in
majorca in the past

a bullet is unhappy
the screenplay is
depressed; u are
dancing on the banks
with your delilah message

tongues against witchcraft
don't eat jesus; i am one
thing, his past love

she was me and u were her

she was me and u were her, a photo by Digital Aardvarks on Flickr.

altered book

The Hypnotist

preparing for take off

preparing for take off, a photo by Digital Aardvarks on Flickr.

digital portrait

Sixty Six Sirens-new gallery in santa fe, nm

smoke, crickets, a hole in my heart

i dream you're not dead anymore like i have before
you're sleeping on the living room floor: then i wake
up; smoke, crickets, a hole in my heart.

dead leaves and the queen, she is dark
on her living; u are ruined like degrees
almost poetic

i am sleeping and i want more and i am not ending
drawing an iris on madonna's liver now that you're
across the floor; i wake to wake up

i wake up yearning and i have books and i had it
u put your lit me up dark shadow on the dead in
dwarf quotes

these moments and this movie comes, so many things
buried in the love; i wake up and there is no never
smelled a place to turn; first she is surprised i have
crickets in the night and i interest u and u whined
into the palace; throw away this beautiful
geranium brain

smell the also when u wake up with my hole in my
innocent australia, i wake up in the green grass
most in my heart, then in my heart, human body
parts out; ah la, the world is yours and i wake
up and i have married my biggest living room
complaint

u know deep into before, your sleeping dreams lurching
from ethnic sleeping, a baby day and then i'll roll awake
you've got no similar red big ball, my not dead anymore
heart, not dead anymore secret, stay low as i like