Saturday, December 10, 2005

you think you know me

some say i'm reckless
some say i'm all messed
up on me.. they can't get
the message across.. yet
they wanna
bring it down
just to make you say
just to evoke
a reaction
just to see
an emotion
in these tired borrowed lines
that your eyes speak
in languages your mouth
never knew
since when did this
become about you
just when you think
you know something about me
have you heard
what some say about me

Monday, October 10, 2005

what looks don't tell

these days, you'll find in my eye - a cynical knowing look
when time trickles to the beat of each head bobbing moment
a blink, a wink and i'm nowhere to be found
you ask where my travels have taken me
when its to your doorstep i've been heading all along
and it's not what you've been waiting for
and it's not like something you haven't had before
but it's what i give
it's what you can take from me
it's me knowing what i'm doing
and all you have to do is believe me
and this knowing look in my eye

Saturday, September 10, 2005

this is not the return of the flow

this is not the return of the flow
the silence was defeaning
someone had to shut it up
the water was too calm
and i had to break the liquid surface
and cause some ripples to happen
do you leave footprints
when you walk on water
do you believe that they can
all of the sudden go away
at the mere whim of a thought
when it never was there to begin with
that is why this is not
the return of the flow
because once you stop it...

Sunday, July 10, 2005

taking a road trip in my mind

actually, i'm enjoying life and all its subtle and not so subtle turns... i'm just living in the day to day and throwing caution to the wind... i just hope it doesn't land on me and make me wet with my own spit... i dunno how dogs can hang their tongue out like that - passing motorists without care - immersed with the scenery yet truly oblivious to anything outside their open window... and how am i like a dog? i get distracted by ice cream trucks, fire trucks, and yet i've never seen an oscar meyer weiner truck. i was recently in close proximity with a fire hydrant. i like it when people pat me and feed me snacks. i'd chase kitties around town. and last and up for interpretation, i'm loyal to the bone.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

it's been a while

sometimes i laugh... people sometimes think they have me figured out. it's true, i'll lead them down one path thinking that i'm all about one thing... all the while knowing that it's not entirely true. sometimes people are just too quick to come to conclusions. i see nothing wrong in the decisiveness but it's always interesting for me to follow people's train of thoughts. sometimes, you have to check your predisposed attitude and find out if your assumptions that might have be right once are still valid. sometimes i'll miss the times when things were fairly simple, and it's been a while since i laughed.

Monday, May 23, 2005

weakened in a split second

there are certain things i don't understand, and other things i take too far. when it's that close and you don't know what to do once you get to the finish line. you look around - sensing the moment and what's best to do, before the mad rush engulfs you and leaves you standing solitaire once again. it's not about things being sincere, it's me being sincerely wrong about things.* i am not corrected... and the weakness brings me down to my knees

*sincerity analogy from t.c.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

the way i do things

something about the way i do things comes off as being different to other people. granted, that's normal (and yet i do not want to define normalcy), i never seem to have the vibe that i want and i keep trying to tweak and pick at it. for a guy that's all about the flow, there's more disconnects than i would really like... and even if a ramble makes perfect sense to me, and wit is something i like to add in every conversation - simplicity tends to be the desired course and that's usually not the way i do things.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

time remixed

there are many times i've asked for time to slow down... i wanted to catch up and be able to do more things with what i've been given... for the past few days, i have been granted a less busy schedule, but still it feels that things are piling on... no matter the pace, this is still the lifestyle i lead... you can't escape the thoughts that keep playing in your head.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

a life worth rambling

it happens unexpectedly - you just hurt the ones you love the most... there's a truth to that saying... maybe it's because you think, because of the way that they are, the way the two of you are... you can push them more... you can afford to have unspoken words between you, and you'll just get back to it later on... until the memories have faded, until they become just glimpses of a past life - no longer recognized. something that both of you neglected to work on... when you get past the blame, when you realize that the time lost can never be taken back... may what you remember bring you joy and not regret

Saturday, April 30, 2005

incoherent murmurs

when tiredness creeps in and pulls down on your eyes / you breathe for a second and then out of sight / like a shot in the head that felt so much needed / eyes roll under lids and they dance in their movements / the tempo of a pulse out of time with the ticking / pleads the bed's safe return - all the while you were sleeping.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

on the heels of an argument

the whole essence of being misunderstood is that your intentions were made naught. by design or by blinded bias - it doesn't matter in the end if it happens. if there was any value for misconception, the price is higher than advertised... that being said, to understand is to analyze.. and if you were following too closely, you might be disappointed when they finally turn around...

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

works as expected

when it's not about aiming low. when it's about a non-existant flow.
things just happen as you reason through them. and you always win an argument when you had no point to begin with.

Monday, April 25, 2005

where do you begin to peel?

it began when i thought i could not blog. i still can't. i mean, who would read a blog of disconnected one-liners? \\ so here lies the premise, encouraged by starvingartist(s). and it does not bode well to start off with such a wordy / lengthy collection of lines.