Monday, September 20, 2010

the glass floor swallows you,
while the sun's wide open mouth
licks the water right off your face.

sure, you never asked to be clean
but you always needed it
we just had to show you.

don't worry.
i promise you'll be happy in the end.
cross my heart,
caus now you cannot die.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

You can't catch
dry tears.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

it was the darkest drought in history.

we knew we'd really messed up
when we started seeing clouds across the sky
for days and weeks on end,

but the most curious thing
is that it never rained.

they were like the steel cladding of a diving bell,
fit for this ever-sinking vessel we call earth.

and we were along for the ride.