sad buzzing in my ears

this is going to be the worst poem you'll ever read:
i hear everything,
and it's all sad.

-TD 8/16/07
fuck.

your soft features melt me

you have glorious cheeks;
your eyes are soft.

your heart is good.
your soft features melt me.




-TD 8/15/07
(just thinking of carly)

w
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a
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l

f
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d
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sometimes;

but getting up isn't

t d.
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-TD 8/14/07
just playing with some ee styles...

12:31

company kept in solitude
music.
random lonely things happen,
kick ass,
to me.

just wait for it:
cell phone!
just listen to it:
gossip!
everyone is gone but us:
love




---TD 8/12/07
(random word poem)

poem on poem

You couldn't know I notice
But I watch you every day,
And the concerned concentration,
As you write in your notebook,
Is written all over your pretty face.
O! Erase my delicate soul,
Edit, alter your carefully chosen words,
For they warm my soul.




-TD, an oldie, but a goodie. 8/10/07

epitath on grass, not stone

i came upon a mound of grass,
all dirt and green,
some soul in the dew.

it's breath was warming,
calming,
it whispered to me:

"you will die alone,
but you will live in company."

the head stone was gone,
where it should of been,
written in the grass was

calming words




-TD 8/10/07

nightlights

i come from a bad home.

homes are not the people
that live together,
it is not their love,
or the love that isn't present.

a home is not where the heart is,
where it wants to be.
home is not you and me.

it is us and them,
and the dark furniture
that becomes leg hazards in the dark.

a good home has good night lights
to keep a friendly glow,
of the upstairs hall.

my father is snoring,
the nightlights are off.



-8/10/07 (uploaded, not written) TD

dew and midnight apples

the sun has set,
as i amble through the night.
an apple has fallen out of a tree,
at my feet.

the tall grass is wet,
the apple smells sweet,
the dew licks my toes,

and i miss your lips.





-TD 8/10/07 11:00pm