MayMay 28 Thursday 09
I am a beetle for teeth a sloth for a tongue
lunar moths for ears, spiders that spin hair
we'll fall apart like light into dark
i'll be the dark, if you be the light
one day you'll learn to love
find a hole and wait til then
gold and diamonds sparkle in the …
updated May 27, 2009 via Virb
MayMay 24 Sunday 09
Sad is the blue moon, and the tree that willows below.
The coon in it's nest and the sad young boy dreaming
of what life could be, if she was only here.
MayMay 15 Friday 09
In the rusted arm of farmland, Ohio, what can you find?
I found pollen as big as snowflakes falling from a hole in the sky.
I found berries, nuts, and seeds in rainy springtime.
On Cooks Rd. the ghosts of four men walk with fish
slung on their backs, from the pond …
On the path to finding one in nature, I saw a blue flag on the green.
Yellow mushrooms in the brush, the red tail of a fox diving between the bushes.
I wore sandals of clay, and when I stepped out into the failing light
I was covered in dirt and the hairs of a spider …