Saturday, February 10, 2007
Empty Space
There is an open hand
but the space within between
fingers, palm and wrist
is taken up by the heart
that once lived in a chest.
Feb 2007
contemplations
The breath of his thoughts
are as tangled as his hair;
sculpted and painted visuals
of what lives inside.
Stone ground into a band,
something harder than bone;
lasting longer than flesh;
a reminder of fleeting breaths.
Feb 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
death of an ibook
alas my poor ibook is getting old. it has been diagnosed with parkinson's disease.
so i'm taking donations for a replacement. :)
so i'm taking donations for a replacement. :)
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