My current trend in writing is to treat it like bits of code. Debugging as time goes on (fixing spelling/grammarish issues).

Most of these poems will rest the way they are written, but given time and interest many will see a patches or 2 before it is over.

12.20.2005

sword fish and sorry

the shallow end of the tank
stirs a bit
inside the folds
as the bate from my breathe
drops in
our life through fluids
remains
moving on

i’m sorry
i’m sure
for
  filtering memories
  late nights lights
  hollow shaped words

clearly the water
needs to be cleaned
the filter has begun
to become over run
algae despairs
in the open

i’m sorry
i’m sure
for
  driftwood floating away
  us pouring outwards
  instinctive backward strokes

drowned with sorrow
fins finish flapping
and i’m just about out
of food
for me
and you.

1 Comments:

Blogger EA said...

Hello there, how are you? I was reading some of your writings; very interesting, that is the twist that you give poetry. Nice change. Take care.

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