Thursday, May 17, 2012

untitled 516

Abby carries her mirage:

the invisible weight of 
the clock
weighing down
the gaze 
of
the second hand
circling 'round her


a sense of 
longing 
and
sadness 
and
missing
-ness
the
____ 
that wasn't
the ghost
of the
___________
still lingers
beyond
the field of
vision
the edge of
memory
(intentional)
the grasp of 
repression

not
the distance between
life
and
death
but
between
being 
and
non-being

Sunday, May 6, 2012

untitled 35

 

a rushed sense of sadness swallows Saturday morning;

3 5
w y
e e
e a
k r
s s and mounting
and counting

no time like the present
no present like time

Sunday rises less certain.