Posted by
Stepfanie
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Because time is as relevant as money;
a figment of an imagination we think is real
we can trade either for more of nothing
or less of everything. We will never even have half of it all
or more than we need.
We will always be tightrope dancers
precariously balancing between falling up or flying
down. Never stable.
We lack the neccessary equipment to stabilize
We lack the neccessary desire to be "normal"
or wealthy or lazy
enough to let our time drain
and leave us wasted and wanting
more.
Darkness has been pitched
elongating our shadows
'til they become one.
Posted by
Stepfanie
Friday, April 27, 2012
So the sun sets again
or rises in slow reverse
purple hued sunburst.
Posted by
Stepfanie
Friday, April 20, 2012
Barking at the moon
low deep howls, moonlight and magic
twilight is for lovers.
Posted by
Stepfanie
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Cheshire cat teeth smiles
sparking stars in darkest night
is this wonderland?
Posted by
Stepfanie
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
the lake is half drained
shores dancing with seed and dirt
spring's loud announcement
Posted by
Stepfanie
Monday, April 05, 2010
Cocooned in soft knit
jersey, shifting adjusting
to emerge sans wings.