running

how do you consume me?you float in the oceans of my heart, take flight in spaces of my head, you're the last before i sleep, and the first when i awake. - november 10th, 2002

sooncollapsing, plunging, tumbling, descending, lapsing, stumbling, slipping, tripping, spiralling, toppling, and then sprawling...in you baby, the chasms of you, of fullstops non-existing, and fingers of this weakness crawl upon this heart that's beating.the nights have just got colder, the days a lil longer, with you grow still much shorter, and aches a lil deeper.all these signs i'm seeing, i've been this place before. you're not much further, baby, surpassing soon his shore. - october 29th, 2002

the deali'll be salve for you, if you'll be salve for me. keep both our hearts in bell jars, and perennial enamoury. - october 9th, 2002

a queen's choicethree witches she had in her. one sits pretty in her heart, the second in her head, and the last in her gut.the most evil she pleads, "the handsome troop they wait." rubbing roses at her feet, "let free the gate."seated by her side was dutiful of the three. touched her knee and said, "listen to me."but she would not. and now she pays. rome struck dull, silly disarrays."tis ok i shall get by. father time sits by my side. far worse hues my rome has seen but for now, it's time to clean!"and that, the queen shall do. all of it, as penance for you. - july 6th 2002

hello my technicolour rainbowto dreary days and monotone to dull gray hues and monochrome to 24 sloths and lustful idle to 7 lentors and dogged dawdle to midnight languors and summer somnolence to reckless quiescence and swinking indolence i bid all well and healthy living pilgrim to some other unsuspecting - may 28th 2002

the obstinacy of the enamouredperhaps i might stop thinking of brown eyes that bear into, then consume me undivided.perhaps i might forget of arms that keep me in still frames of time.perhaps i could obliterate of soft fingers that appreciate the bones of my cheeks and strands of my hair.but i couldn't, even if i wanted to, and i don't, dischargeof warm, silk lips that tease, the conversation of tongues in the proteans of silent pantomimes,more than enough to lock for minutes. then return over and over,each time to deliver with Draconian fury, always the same rapacity, always the same avidity, always the same delirious insatiety. - may 25t...

i'm missingeyes, of which look at me, to look for me fingers, that run over and through lips, that speak and laugh and kiss and both your legs, tangling me with you - may 23rd, 2002

rome stands downthe hours before have transcribed the ends of the ardous journey for him. impulsion, impatience, desire once more, her thorn, her archille's heel.merciless cavalries of the marauder's men sleek black steads, stoic stygian armour. at its helm he stands looking, pacing, seducing, irises of defiance, obsequitous ardour.from behind the gates she returns the look, she's the charmed fish, who's baited and hooked.the hours before have transcribed the ends of the ardous journey for him. the gate's unlocked, and rome is inviting, her army stands down, at will. - may 22nd, 2002

silent melodiesshe was told to me in silent melodies all the hymns of solicitudethat her right was still nursing wounds that have not healed. not completely. not plenarily.and that had killed her left.and she is sorry for the broken, unrealised story - may 10th, 2002

sunflower complacenciesthe trepidation the inquietude the quivering, the shaking the apprehension the consternation the propensity of panic the paralysis a cowardicecrashes, booms and bangs - may 10th, 2002