it's impossible to tell you exactly because i'm not entirely sure.... it's very difficult to describe my method of writing... but if you could...
the summer begins in the fields, vast and faithless. the breeze disects a fountain and finds its history renamed. in the breath of a city...
haha. well this girl says 'i want to die', she doesn't say it to me exactly, just to the world...whoever would hear. so knowing this i write her...
oh you'll get more....
what does that mean???
a white horse dying in an open field seems like a still forever.
WHEN i publish a book (notice i did not say IF), i will probably do something to tie those together, like give the book a title, and then not...
try focusing on really small tangible things at first, like a flower or a tree or something and then writing off that and just start going... once...
i really like the beginning of this! the last part lost me though, but i think i have a.d.d. i have a hard time really sticking out till the end...
You are the sole daughter of the rain, washing, with the scarlet morning capturing your thighs, all things that love the light.
thank you!
In the full victory of forgetting the distance rethinks itself, and silence covers the ocean with clovers. a young boy picks up the night of...
i watched with a friends a few years ago as a joke... i can't imagine seeing it when i was little though... the duck has sex with some punk rock...
ah shit i was hoping you weren't going to say that :p, but i've said it myself so i can't argue it. anyways if you care to know i really liked...
I have to ask this, when you wrote 'something i don't have to seek like god, it's searching for me' did you mean it that god is something you...
talk about lines you read and wish you had written! that pair of lines with the lightning and the thunder! damn!
i wouldn't dream of making it any longer! it's one of those things that just comes out and you write it in like 10 seconds and you know it's done.
the days open like a smile without kisses. without the wind the bells go on dreaming in the interior of the stars something else is ringing.
Legend is the most hideous thing that has ever happened to reggae music. it is such a shame. good songs all, but BEST songs all???...
hello old friend. I have to admit I hate this 'poem' for a lot of reasons. The thing that annoys me the most about what i write is that when i...
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