I buy no one gifts
Laziness and frustration
this christmas season.
A break from homework
I spend more time on haiku,
or online poker.
A feeding frenzy
the online aquarium
but the fish prevail.
The absence of school
The presence of sleepiness
It is without end
My life wastes away
"Be productive" say to self
Fuck yourself I say.
The first time in months
I notice the chirping birds
Have they always been?
Friday, December 30, 2005
Thursday, December 15, 2005
In Class (December 9, 2005)
Avian bird flu.
Fear pours from every output.
I am not afraid.
Internet poker.
Finally on the wagon
among all the fish
A sushi lunch break—
two spicy tuna hand rolls:
Financial sinkhole.
Christmas approaches.
I prepare my bank account
to prove all my love.
Fear pours from every output.
I am not afraid.
Internet poker.
Finally on the wagon
among all the fish
A sushi lunch break—
two spicy tuna hand rolls:
Financial sinkhole.
Christmas approaches.
I prepare my bank account
to prove all my love.
asdf (December 7, 2005)
Almost Christmas break.
Ten school days and one paper
stand between us.
Causing pain and blood loss.
Three hangnails work together
parched by dry air.
Ten school days and one paper
stand between us.
Causing pain and blood loss.
Three hangnails work together
parched by dry air.
Weekend (December 4, 2005)
The Chinese food curse:
Drink without satisfaction—
Soy sauce poisoning.
On the highway home
one wrong turn, turns into twelve.
The Ayde Mill exit
Drink without satisfaction—
Soy sauce poisoning.
On the highway home
one wrong turn, turns into twelve.
The Ayde Mill exit
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Wednesday (November 30, 2005)
Only four days old
already it's a fixture—
A blanket of snow.
A little water,
the frigid grasp of winter—
A broken bike lock.
The cold attacks me
but it offense is thwarted.
An armor of fur.
already it's a fixture—
A blanket of snow.
A little water,
the frigid grasp of winter—
A broken bike lock.
The cold attacks me
but it offense is thwarted.
An armor of fur.
Tuesday (November 29, 2005)
Cold falls from the sky
snow flakes dancing in the wind
chilling air and ground.
Bucket of cold air
knock the groggy out of me.
Natures stimulant.
Buried by paper...
At least I don't have finals
technically speaking.
Dark at four PM.
Perfect climate for napping—
I always regret.
snow flakes dancing in the wind
chilling air and ground.
Bucket of cold air
knock the groggy out of me.
Natures stimulant.
Buried by paper...
At least I don't have finals
technically speaking.
Dark at four PM.
Perfect climate for napping—
I always regret.
After Thanksgiving (November 28, 2005)
Enormous food plate—
happily I consume it.
Thanks Mrs. Solem.
I sleep thirteen hours.
Hugging my bed and my dreams.
Three days in a row.
My darling Lisa:
I would spend infinite time
if only I could.
Cold rainy bike ride.
"We wont do much today."
I should have skipped class.
happily I consume it.
Thanks Mrs. Solem.
I sleep thirteen hours.
Hugging my bed and my dreams.
Three days in a row.
My darling Lisa:
I would spend infinite time
if only I could.
Cold rainy bike ride.
"We wont do much today."
I should have skipped class.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)