Monday, August 25, 2014

100 Yellow Cars

Now, where is your miracle, universe?
You have promised me one,
And I was conscientous in counting.

I will be waiting, like I waited for the hundredth;
Like I believed the promises that were thereafter broken,

Where is my miracle, universe?

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Distance and Perspective


feel so far away
but I can't decide,
whether that is a good
or an awful thing.

I'm probably leaning on the latter
though reason dictates
that I should



how do I capture that blinking cursor
and show it here?

because that exactly describes me--
blinking, blinking, waiting--