upload : 2006_03_01 2005_04_27 Clouds linger like old feelings waiting to be reborn. Trust romance and take cover. Look up, lose focus, levitate like inevitability. Pink barely peeking through overbearing purple blue hues. The sounds of a lost trumpet. And the smells of a sad sea. 2005_06_02 My stomach aches with the emptiness of absence and churns with the friction of thick rope knots. One end tied to me, the other tied to u. Stretched over blue distance beyond red horizons. A lone tree finally breaks under the weight of dry winds. Alone without the shelter of shelter. Unprotected from a harsh sense of not here. Unprotected from harsh belongings. entries contact