Nanowrimo Has Begun!
2006 1 November 1, 2006 (120061)
For the next month, I have no life. I will be working on my novel called Office Hours. I will be releasing it in chunks on WordPress. So, I have the title down. Just 49,998 words to go. Wish me luck. I’m going to need it. You can find out more about Nanowrimo at nanowrimo.org
Est. ‘99
2006 10 October 10, 2006 (10200610)
What a beautiful town
Miles and miles of empty space
Completely full
Of absolutely nothing
Barren
Desolate
Desperate
No grass on the ground
No stars in the sky
The wind does not blow here
No one comes
No one goes
The air is filled with silence
The silence is filled with thought
The thought is filled with passion
The passion is filled with love
The ground is filled with dreams
The dreams are filled with regret
The regret is filled with rage
The rage is filled with hate
In the center of this town
In the middle of this nowhere
Lies a goddess
Welcome to my town
Welcome to my head
Welcome to my mind
Population: You
My Heart Beats in Three Four
2006 5 October 5, 2006 (520065)
Deep droning voice. Constant rhythm. Constant Beat. The voice does not waver. The voice embraces the beat. Wrapping poetry around each measure, the voice is confident.
Take flight. Take liberties. Take time. Take place.
The voice beckons. It pulls you in. Entire busloads flock to the station.
The voice shifts and changes. Entire passenger jets, from every imaginable nation.
Crying and writhing. It is waiting and elating.
The bell cries out. The bell cries out. The bell cries out one last time.
It Is Written
2006 3 October 3, 2006 (320063)
Oh, what I’ve seen!
What I’ve seen should not be seen.
It is a world filled with love
And a world filled with hate.
Oh, what I’ve heard!
What I’ve heard should not be heard.
It is a beautiful choir of angels
Singing for the late.
Oh, what I’ve felt!
What I’ve felt should not be felt.
It is a touch filled with passion
And a passion filled with rage.
Oh, what I’ve known!
What I’ve known should not be known.
It is a loss of all virtues
That comes with the coming of age.
Butterfly Crush
2006 28 September 28, 2006 (28200628)
The lights are flooding,
Shifting,
Blinding.
Everything is gone.
The walls are all gone.
Nothing to contain.
Nothing to restrain.
Everything is falling apart.
You can’t avoid the feeling
To destroy something beautiful.
You must embrace the feeling
To destroy something beautiful.
We’ve got a lot to learn;
Now destroy something beautiful.
Unwinding, unbinding
While clenching and wrenching.
Question everything and answer to no one.
Master anything and you might find someone
Waiting.
Get a grip
And hold onto the world.
You will feel
The butterfly crush.
