Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Suicidal





Once you say it's over


A jingle; a jinx; an Iberian Lynx


Prancing, running towards extinction


Beyond correction, introspection, and predilection


Out of medication and over your head over the rainbow No


where? Somewhere skies are blue and your box of Lucky Charms is new.





Sunday, July 10, 2011

July


Of independence   
Of breathing without a nose
Skyscrapers to shores