Archive for April 14th, 2011
Form for Red Flags
I never gave well.
Running fast back to orange fields,
crying in mad sins.
Smile in a Shell
Feeble-minded, besotted, addled, brainless,
the main qualities that seem to get me through today.
Good old days, regrettable stories,
and days of inevitable, fateful destiny
cannot pollute the shell that I am.
I smiled for no reason today.
I’d like to ride my bike.