Thursday, September 30, 2010

Metonymy

I am a troubled man
an aeon in the making of ruin
I've had to withstand
how I stand next to nothing
and go unnoticed,
a monument to failure
occupying the margins of error.

When will "Incredible" and it's synonyms
stop being an antonym?

Monday, September 27, 2010

No matter where you go, there you are.



Help.

The same white day pressing toward.
Stop tomorrow.
Light toward stop.
you've been leaving for far too long.
My dreams only last one second.

My knuckles would turn white.