The supercilious soul
waits with a wonder in his eye
convinced there could be no
one else who would even try.
Thus the over-confidence:
there is hardly a cause to neglect
recognizing repetitive experience
he is the cause and effect
2/1/11
A Combination of E.E.Cummings and Dictionary.com
My speaking (just perchancely)
has lack and repaired it might experience
aspections of improvability
thereforeby chronologicalizing me as one
obtained by intelligence
and height my credit amongst the smarts
has lack and repaired it might experience
aspections of improvability
thereforeby chronologicalizing me as one
obtained by intelligence
and height my credit amongst the smarts
1/24/11
Misunderstood
What if
What was red to me
wasn't red to you?
You saw a color that looked more like my blue?
But how could we test it?
How could we tell?
That what is obviously my world
Would be misunderstood so well
If you poked around in my head
Looked through my eyes
And noticed that, instead
of black being what you thought
Through my eyes it is not
There's no way to truly prove or guess
That what you see and I see
Converge without some sort of mess
Of judgment
What was red to me
wasn't red to you?
You saw a color that looked more like my blue?
But how could we test it?
How could we tell?
That what is obviously my world
Would be misunderstood so well
If you poked around in my head
Looked through my eyes
And noticed that, instead
of black being what you thought
Through my eyes it is not
There's no way to truly prove or guess
That what you see and I see
Converge without some sort of mess
Of judgment
For Now
On my mind
Life is not so easy to spread among friends on a verbal sandwich
Or drip casually into the collective bucket
Mine
And they possess their own living.
Unasked, untold - I'll ease myself sideways through comfort functions
My profile is pleasing angled this way, no?
Just HA
LF
of my face, but enough for now
For now
I'm fine, how are you?
That's all
Tell us about weekend-and-laughter touches
It's all we need to hear, here
Until the end
My anxious is bearable
Waiting and made busy
Except for the timing of oddness
When the swish and swirl of familiar colors is dizzying
All that can be done then
Must be done alone.
Run out the spell into subsiding
Life is not so easy to spread among friends on a verbal sandwich
Or drip casually into the collective bucket
Mine
And they possess their own living.
Unasked, untold - I'll ease myself sideways through comfort functions
My profile is pleasing angled this way, no?
Just HA
LF
of my face, but enough for now
For now
I'm fine, how are you?
That's all
Tell us about weekend-and-laughter touches
It's all we need to hear, here
Until the end
My anxious is bearable
Waiting and made busy
Except for the timing of oddness
When the swish and swirl of familiar colors is dizzying
All that can be done then
Must be done alone.
Run out the spell into subsiding
12/14/10
Dramatic
I could say so much right now to you all
So many accusations and names to call
Calm down, stop crying,you know we all feel it
Leave me alone, I'm unable to bear it
But, though I posses ample desire to snap,
I put my head down, keep my hands in my lap
I count backwards to ten and bite my lip red
I know by feeling dramatic I'm often misled
So many accusations and names to call
Calm down, stop crying,you know we all feel it
Leave me alone, I'm unable to bear it
But, though I posses ample desire to snap,
I put my head down, keep my hands in my lap
I count backwards to ten and bite my lip red
I know by feeling dramatic I'm often misled
5/23/10
Pointless Life
What does one do with a pointless life?
Put it in a box for later?
Give it away to someone
Who would actually use it?
Honestly
What can a person do with something
That feels a lot like nothing?
I believe that a person who never
figures out what to do with a pointless life
Stays in a place that molds around them
And, instead of something coming from nothing
The nothing continues to dissolve
And the pointless life
Loses all value
And can't be sold for five cents
At the cheapest second hand store
Even if you throw in
A free bit
Of purpose
Put it in a box for later?
Give it away to someone
Who would actually use it?
Honestly
What can a person do with something
That feels a lot like nothing?
I believe that a person who never
figures out what to do with a pointless life
Stays in a place that molds around them
And, instead of something coming from nothing
The nothing continues to dissolve
And the pointless life
Loses all value
And can't be sold for five cents
At the cheapest second hand store
Even if you throw in
A free bit
Of purpose
5/13/10
5/12/10
5/11/10
Dumbest
The dumbest way to be
Is to feel a dumb thing
Like jealousy
You can want and wish until you're sore
But wishing doesn't make you get any more
So you just sit in a pointless state
Doing something as stupid,
Idiotic,
And wasteful
As wait
Is to feel a dumb thing
Like jealousy
You can want and wish until you're sore
But wishing doesn't make you get any more
So you just sit in a pointless state
Doing something as stupid,
Idiotic,
And wasteful
As wait
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