Monday, July 22, 2013

172

It's time to shed
That pillbox red
White white white 
Why'd shed auto correct to she'd?
A past tense of herself
She was already leaving her dead skin
feeling the wind and the sun and the stars and the night
For the first time
Thinking a season is only beautiful because it will not last
She'd shed like leaves on a tree
Burnt ones in July
Made to look like autumn 
Time for Springs beginnings
But only after 
A winters sleep. 

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

171

you can't loose anything when you were nothing to begin with.
the goal is to keep subpar
but never be at zero.
because nothing + nothing = +
but there's nothing to us, if we only have us.

the word/sound "OH!" is so poignant right now.