Friday, January 16, 2009

Write to me the missing line. Someday?

" Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head, I don't know what to think "

Friday, January 09, 2009

The skies over a fog invested island have become dotted with pink snorts.

And if you follow the placid river. Past the towering bridge and the glittering loot. Past where the tin man now sits in spray-can copper. Past where the wigs are flung in arguments. Where the river slims. You shall see.

You shall see. That her feet have finally grown wings.