tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72964351326191207992023-11-15T10:51:23.364-08:00a malfunction of the mindamalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296435132619120799.post-32397699155168848762011-12-01T21:33:00.000-08:002011-12-01T21:38:39.390-08:00a $1.99 calendar dangles from a loose thumb tack on the wall<br />11 pages lighter stained by dark coffee, a few days X'd off<br />so many days till christmas, too many days til spring<br />60 watt bulb dims a room that needs more light<br />what started with cold rain falling leaves<br />erased the color of vibrance<br />oppresses silently<br />too cold to go<br />too dark<br /> to stay<br />whyamalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296435132619120799.post-33659165670441229422009-12-22T13:59:00.000-08:002009-12-22T14:08:42.673-08:00<div style="text-align: right;">finish me, oh grey daze of early winter<br />howling winds heard only by my ears<br />dampness drove through my tattered cloak<br />when will i find shelter<br />when will i find relief<br />or will winters dark cohort reel me in<br />taking me to the abyss<br />where late novembers give way to sightless decembers<br />and love for life are but words on a page<br />and burned in a meager flame for a second of warmth<br />finish me, oh grey daze of winter<br />cold is the torrents of rain<br />my spot on a dirty slab of pavement is slowly freezing<br />as I huddle soaked in rain that is almost snow<br />distant cars on a christmas freeway<br />whiz by, for their day is near<br />and i know my day is near<br />finish me, oh grey daze of winter<br /></div>amalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296435132619120799.post-57149633200916803042009-12-22T13:57:00.002-08:002009-12-22T13:58:23.403-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">It was a summer evening,<br />with a flicker in the western sky<br />and cicadas blurring out the remaining sound<br />of the oncoming night....<br />I stepped out into the swelter<br />with an additional chore of mopping my brow<br />when time disappeared.<br /><br />A season later,<br />time was revived,<br />cool crisp air and the smell of falling crispy leaves,<br />cascading colors<br />dieing a soon death.<br />Briefly, consciousness returned,<br />but the grayness of the upcoming winter lay itself upon me<br />with the curse of bitter coldness dangling from the fray.<br /><br />Seasons pass me along,<br />tossing me like a leaf in a current.<br />One year, ten years, a lifetime is past.<br />Life is meaningful<br />only if it is held near to the heart,<br />but stashed in a cupboard,<br />it drains away.</div>amalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296435132619120799.post-79318611365554441812009-12-22T13:57:00.001-08:002009-12-22T13:58:46.780-08:00<div style="text-align: right;">sketch a likeness<br />with a dull pencil<br />on an old brown bag<br />of a balding severed head<br />embedded in cement<br />with only the crown of the skull exposed<br />walked upon<br />but not noticed<br /><br />tack this likeness to a trunk<br />in a grove of scrub trees<br />in a mid-western state<br />on a drizzly day<br />and walk away<br />don't worry,<br />no one will even notice</div>amalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296435132619120799.post-82478440588274049692009-12-22T13:56:00.000-08:002009-12-22T13:57:11.550-08:00<span style="font-family: verdana;">november comes around like a carousel </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">one not with pretty horses</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">but with haunting spirits</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">calling me to come and ride</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">i turn away</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">but the music draws me in</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">it's the same every year</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">days grow shorter</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">some days the sun never shines</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">lifelessness is my midday</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">eternity is my night</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">every year the road is a little more rutted</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">the wayside overgrown</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">spring is months away and the life it brings</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">throws not a line for me</span>amalfunctionofthemindhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14090619197350889758noreply@blogger.com0