she's the only nap
i can wake up from to find
myself just as tired.

is the best part of
dodging a bullet the dodging,
or in not having been shot?

Life is cemented,
my mind is stagnant watching
things falling apart.

Echoing through, the
silence kills the noise but leaves
no story to tell.

summer heat melting
tire tread from tire putting the
road's pain in my back.

The look in his eyes
share the same desperation...
captain, Titanic.

Clock.

Every morning and
every night, it tells me things
I don't want to hear.

two thousand and eight.
the year we all became "the
michael phelps of sperm."

sun rises and sets
without you thinking about
sun rising, setting.

Either go to work
or suffer from headaches and
"one, two, six, six, six"

the rain comes and goes.
so does the power and the
love, and the mistrust.

It's not a cut if
it goes into a hole that
is already there.

if i can't change my
life, maybe I can change my
location instead.

Tea for one, a book,
and rainfall. I imagine
you doing the same.

i can feel the wind
but i couldn't tell you where
it's blowing or why.

Fell asleep to the
sound of the dark side, woke to
monkberry moon delight.

brother's thirty-nine.
why do i feel that reflects
on the age i feel?

Are you listening
or are you just waiting for
your next chance to talk?

we were cheaters once, and young

it's getting harder
for me to criticize others
for things i have done.

His life is worth living.

going out tonight
to find confidence, esteem,
a reason to live.

all my favorite sites
changed their home pages. cyber-
alienation.

Hello, this is not
the person you expect or
want. Good enough, though.

yo' momma jokes are
rarely funny. less so if
the momma is dead.

Synthetic heartbeats
thumping against rotted wood.
Each thicken eye bags.

loving is never
pretty when compelled, needed,
or the opposite.

i just want an hour
to play video games and
chill. too much, I guess.

Strangely, it was the
silence that awoke me. What's
outside steals my sleep.

randy's laughter should
be infectious, but instead
it feels like disease.

You appreciate
Guybrush Threepwood, therefore I
appreciate you.

writer's block blamed on
her, blamed on the heat, blamed on
everything but me.

Words of wisdom that
omit the fun of nonsense.
Maybe I'll break down.

this happens every year.

summer power outage
becomes the reason i meet
i meet my neighbors.

(What they do?) They smile in your face...

i enjoy when she
fabricates realities
to get her friend back.

Self defeat is brought
upon by not letting go.
Retrovertigo.

John McClane's second language.

when I see you smile,
the world can't do, what the touch
of your hand can do.

life can't be all peach
yogurt and remote controls.
there's lines to wait in.

if corey feldman
can hunt vampires, i can be
whatever i want.

Silent ones aren't
always judging, some exist
just for listening.

my favorite part was
when i had no idea
what was happening.

Suggestion: The Who
should retire and Pearl Jam
should become The Who.