All Things Confused

A dog with newspaper spots, barking wherever he goes.

Month: January, 2013

Why Did I Go Out?

The most frightening piece of artwork

That I have ever known

Was a streetlight watercolor

Painted upon the road.

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Brown Leaves

Oh!  Graying sky on the cusp of winter

Whose color makes the dying leaves,

A setting of transitive beauty-

You are proof of Earth’s axial tilt.

Sober

‘Take shots to kill;

Make holes to fill.’

I am the glass,

Insides un-stilled.

 

‘Take shots to kill;

Make holes to fill.’

I am the glass,

Insides distilled.