domingo, 26 de outubro de 2014

day 278


that old squeaky car

chapter fourteen

it was dark and foggy
and we could see next to nothing of the road ahead.
come nightfall and everything looked like nothing.
and then we stopped.

(whiplash)


domingo, 19 de outubro de 2014

day 271


once again, right there, right them, there was something else,
something of an indiscernible nature.
something.
something out of the memorable, out of the being it or not,
being there r not,
something.
Something too easy to explain, way too easy to picture, devoid of 
any sor of associated-with poetry,
something.

quinta-feira, 9 de outubro de 2014

day 261


that old squeaky car

chapter thirteen

we got lost. we had been on the road for too long, and we got to prideful.
no maps, no directions. and that is how we got lost.
it was dark and foggy.