olivepencil

Tirade caught in civilization divided by the peace of all this orphaned creation signals of colors controlling master of traffic police the actions of privacy the dignity of right things but you will always populate the wrong! kindred java houses with newspapers unread but just seen written but not comprehending power haunting the living 'cause you make the challenger laugh! sensitive on the sweet tooth unprotecting the gap gateways to heavier addiction stop licking the streets, they'll never keep clean as long as they remain. modest poets stir envy in the listener this is their greatest nightmare - nev

hey everyone, I'm writing to inform all your crazy people that my artwork is up for sale! Please don't think this is indecent of me, i need the money! So if you are interested you know where to reach me. Or feel free to email me at Madswing76@aol.com (madswing76 - aim). Thanks for all the interest and support and hope to see new art from you all. Have a nice day :) -Marisa

Her eyes, they look so wide. I'm thinking about crawling onto them. What's beyond an eye? Will I get to see her thoughts float around like baggage in an airport. A collection of all the traveler's properties. But this is something different. I cannot just climb in, no. I have to take a deep breathe. And realize myself before I use it. Poetry is not meant to biggen your head. Do you trust yourself with words? I hardly do but I think I like to hear myself think. It's impressive.  Today I decided I hate politics and wondered why I just don't fly to France and never come back. It seems people never stop trying to fulfill childhood dr