Saint John Postcards

Sad grocery list

- Pointless

- Useless

- Absurd

- Ridiculously unreasonable

- Unsound

- Incongruous

- Meaningless

- Nonsensical

- Senseless

- Flawed

                                                                                                  

                                                             Without you...

Good Old Abe

The ocean has no owner

The wind still is free

Every window has a viewer

Every needle holds a tear

This one wispers shiny voices at dawn

And at sunrise tissues blured,  always throughout a mosquito screen:

Abe and the remaining three sets of chops,

A blue stringed hanging chair  profiting inertia from the wind;

Swinging from a tree.

While the river plays his music and the night starts to sing

They I´ll be ready for a feast at fall in a couple of months.

To the west nests a Bold Eagle

For her bundle from the river she provides...

- Suspecting she has already scanned those lambs. Not shure though, just guessing - 

New water

Long endless feelings

Waiting for you handbrush to split their will:

In countless tears...

The river carries  souls gathering to reach the sea

The streets filled with noise pushing the rain towards me

Are we there yet? Is it that we never moved?

Moon guide us with your inmaculate light

So we can find our way through this life

And never again be where we were... Tomorrow.

Glance away

I am sorry

The blink that prays for rejection

When my touch

Clamis to draw on skin it´s vision of redemption...

Hold me even when tou turn your back to my watching range

Because holding the breath it´s like feeling far away nightmares called revenge...

Blink and when you are tired of falling: awake!

Blind dubbed rime

Faded light sculping the dark

A critter crying like a charcroal caressed by the wind

Spaceless voices, surrounding arms

The blist of wisdom a night to kill...

Concrete rivers making people scape to their own personal ocean

The gas tank is almos empty... got my nicottine fixed