Basic Teenage Angst (from Thoughts Forming - January 18th, 1990) It starts off black: Think with darkness Void from sound Bereft of scent Numb to feeling Light appears: A vibrant green A joyful yellow A painful red A sorrowful blue Images form: The outline of eyelashes The trees outside the window The cars moving down … Continue reading Basic Teenage Angst
How beauteous nothing is
How beauteous nothing is To feel the flow of words, images. More than the meaning of words Semantics, Pragmatics What colours they inhibit Just enjoy by M. Perron (Originally Written November 18, 1993) Notes: Some of the stuff I wrote back then just intrigues me. What the heck was I thinking about when I wrote … Continue reading How beauteous nothing is
But I’m Your Friend
I call you to fill in the boring morning hours. You’ve been excusing yourself Too busy to talk do you fear death in friendship? Do you wonder why some seem untrusting in friendship? Can you decide to confide or is it suicide in friendship? You’ve chosen… I’ll hold you to your terms on my terms … Continue reading But I’m Your Friend
Mausoleum
Sitting with my Stephen King collections in my hands. A feeling of terror, like the fighter in “Nona” is paralleled in me. A ghost walked by: Round, white face, sallow eyes, good teeth, and a hunched back On it’s heels he came; the middle-aged man: eyes ravaged with life experiences, but hauntingly expressionless. His clothes, … Continue reading Mausoleum
Unique
It would be too obvious to compare you to a flower, though to me you are as beautiful and sweet. It would be too simple to compare you to a starry sky, though you fill me with as much wonder. It would be too ordinary to compare you to diamonds and gold, though you outshine … Continue reading Unique
