Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Baby Blue


Baby blue,
It’s not just you
It’s not something holy
It’s just dirt, old and blue

No duet that’s new
It’s soil covering my feet
It’s the feat beginning to seep

Baby blue,
I’m just throwing dirt
Just under the moonlight

Till dawn
the dark sight
The eye of dark blight
This mermaid toils

Go ahead, be sweet soil
Till you meet the seed
this sweet innocence; gold milky pearl

Say, castaway
  Let’s call it your thunder
Baby blue, you’re right down under

Monday, August 1, 2011

My Breath


To fall; is not to fail
To forget is a greater worth
To be left; something to muse
To be lost; a way to breathe 
To be caught; the failure of the