Therein for a descent
Into time, and into space
Unwrap the gift and paper waste
Make tiles out of the floor
Set down coverings
Lap up designs
Comfort comes with warmth
And when one draws the line
A man sat upon a fish.
Age 37, Male
Joined on 9/29/03
Posted by JackPhantasm - December 25th, 2008
Therein for a descent
Into time, and into space
Unwrap the gift and paper waste
Make tiles out of the floor
Set down coverings
Lap up designs
Comfort comes with warmth
And when one draws the line
Posted by JackPhantasm - December 15th, 2008
What to get up for falling
Down the stairs and awakening
To rabbits in the field
What would you have me do,
That could possibly be done?
Where would you have be go,
That could possibly be found?
What end would we start
That a beginning couldn't finish.
Posted by JackPhantasm - November 28th, 2008
Made from fair dares of contradicting wares
Lasting reminiscent memories of past happenings
Coming undone in the breadth of a warm morning
What do you see on the sunrise after the moon sets
What will you do when the day turns in for something darker
When the afternoon turns to the night for a shade nicer
Stars and predictions will bear their faulty colors soon.
Posted by JackPhantasm - November 25th, 2008
The rubble of creating things.
Energy spent on time.
Product made into something new.
Can you think of anything else?
Could you do something unforgivable?
What would that be.
Posted by JackPhantasm - November 20th, 2008
Can rock be man?
Could a stone be a person?
Could a pebble be sand?
Posted by JackPhantasm - November 12th, 2008
Can't you wait for shoes?
Why do you seep with sweat?
Why are you so itchy?
What happened to the past?
Run, run, run.
Posted by JackPhantasm - November 5th, 2008
Crowded divisions hither here
Incisions made upon thy fear?
Or is it merely mapping matters,
Of what was already near.
Thoughts to come;
Days to fade;
A new sun.
Posted by JackPhantasm - September 28th, 2008
Render nutrients satisfactory
Senses are set for sight
Smell ya later