squandered ( tragado, gastado, pesado sobre todo pero mi amor… )
Late February… & squandered fog — O, how squandered…
Late February… & squandered fog — O, how squandered…
So cozy is the evening o’ the year; but the new year… it’s opening blinds to blinding light & yanking all the blankets off me… ¿Why? The grandest meal that lasts is that last supper cooked warm on death row. But now I’m leased to nothing but the clear-skied breeze. & the’ain’t e’en any leaves. […]
Accompanying music ( courtesy o’ Video Game Music HQ ): Halfway ’tween winter & spring ~ rainbow road.
Cold new year ~ the drug my nose needs — white ice.
New decade ~ new winter for fleas still spreading…
Accompanying Music: Río mientras leo Nietzsche en su ansia para eternidad mientras lleva a casa una bolsa de Jack in the Box en autobús. Laughing as I read Nietzsche lusting after eternity while I carry home a bag o’ Jack in the Box on the bus.
Accompanying music: Ich möchte dich festhalten — weicher Atem, schlagendes Herz; während ich in dein Ohr flüstere, ich will dich verdammt auseinander reißen. You gorgeous gothic autumn withered firs put on the perfect play for these uneasy zephyrs round this o’ercrowded theater I attend. Marvel as I push past too many poems for this tired […]
Black birds fade to hibernation ~ October moon.
October ~ someone cut many eyes on every tree.
Frosty morn ~ late October didn’t wait for me…