Saturday, August 26, 2006

Some More Poetry

Gum
It got in at 10:00 a.m.
It is now 6:00 p.m.
It was a crisp, clean bite
Until the rough-tough edges of molar
Dug deep into its extendable surface.
Stretching, rolling over
Tongue,
Biting flavour out of its life,
Sucking away all 
Sweetness.
Crunching non-stop,
Till all that remains is a 
Rubbery rubber mass – tastes of rubber,
Rough like rubber,
Persistent like rubber:
This gum I'm chewing
Has me spewing

Ictus
It might sound passé,
Like an over-worked caché -
My brain begins to malfunction,
As I pave my way to this junction.
Will it be the right or left?
Will this decision be all I have left?

Weave in, Weave out 
Wayward waving through waves,
Rippling rage, random, roaming,
Riding, rearing, rising. 
Falling

And back here, tired -
Life, my boss, has been fired.
Crying shame that.
Howdy, there? Can ye here me?
Blabbing am I?
Well, what do you care?
Indeed,you do care:
Simple sanity, sacred, soars
Settles, sublime, surreptitious 
Safety. Still spent,
Spent out
Spent down
Spent
Spe
Sp
S
s

Friday, August 25, 2006

Some Dance and Grad Pics