Friday, November 2, 2007

Observations

People filter by
one by one then in groups.
The sub is blindnig and so bright
but it's still freezing out.
People drinking coffee to try and stay warm.
Loud train whistles roar through the quad
hitting and ricocheting off of the buildings.
No smoking beyond this point!
Yeah right.
Roberts bike sits alone in the bike rack.
A crow perched on Cook
stares at me then takes off in flight.
People walking back to class,
time to go.

Change it up...

Speckled sheen eggs
like gold
weep out of a copper lonely nest.
Aching bricks float
from the liquid base
inflating it's unblinking eyes.
Exaggerations always ignite.
Moonlight hangs over top
of this sexless mule.
Nameless colors of who amd what
border around it.
Poision guitars draw you in
and make you weep.
Cotton is fuzzy in it's ways
leaving such a harvested creation
so upturned.



From a flaming red tree to this...