Friday, June 28, 2002

Cards in Car

I live in monetary desolation
Hopeful ruin without exhaust
Where I beg for my drinks but
Reside in luxury
Avoiding mean finance through
Others that love me
Happily chat with my potential assets
Curse them after positive yet unwanted response
Solve this with new credit card,
Pasta in a box and stubborn demand
Adult demeanor or satisfaction
The meaning and benefit of both, but
Possible like a cold July in Orlando
June 28, 02

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

Justin

White the way its supposed to be
White the way the grass sleeps
Memorable masterpiece
Green the way its always been
Green beneath the happy grin
Aggressive behavior and
Jarhead scowls
June 25, 02

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

Drugged

Wake up sweaty, entangled
Senses matted, like my hair
See him
Only 3 drinks—one from
His arm which flops over me
My thoughts garbled with
Urges of flight and panicked flashbacks that
End without conclusion

June 11, 2002