i listened to a lot of neil young and warren zevon today. that's all I did - well I went to see travelling pants. that was neat-o.


The Blind Fish and the KingThe Blind Fish and the KingThe Blind Fish and the King
I was made from white light and rippling shadow I used to flit between the reeds by day.
Once upon a time,
Compelled by the sheen of precious metal, I was caught on a tiny silver hook. With a flash of chrome and a hard red
jolt I was drawn out of weightlessness, heavy and struck by the sun. Salty, coarse hands gripped me, and tore my mouth from the line. I couldn’t move. I had no breath I couldn’t swim – I gasped for air –
I pleaded with my eyes. The sun shone bright
off my scales And


Isabel or JakeA yelp halt destination paused I gasped for air- there was plenty of air. Grey fur seemingly alive brushed by a breeze Twitched a bit. Didn't really move. Front legs side by side, to the side. Back legs in a somehow dignified straddle-- Tail missing fur and as still as still ever can be. ------ I've always been drawn to the unknown lights When they flicker off When they dim and fade. As abstract as money As simple as a sphere An eye half open Not to look at me but it's like a deep pool. So I step in.Isabel or Jake
I thought fleetingly of naming the squirr


changing the locksI stayed in a box on the counter And posed as the fire brigade But when the sun it came out again I went and I hid in the shade When your hair caught on fire from the telephone wire I turned a blind eye to your plight I got up again, and I counted to ten Started training myself how to fightchanging the locks
I built a canoe in frustration And paddled it off down the road I finally got to the river But I couldn’t cast off my load Down the boat sank - I crawled up on the bank I watched the hull spiral down It bubbled and steamed, and I left what I’d dreamed And I wan


Elegy 1I'm taken back... During the summer Family Picnic, A butterfly is found On the bark of a tree. Little girls like to touch Things they think are cute "Is it hurt?"Elegy 1
I tell them:
"It's going to die; When you touch their wings,
It kills them." My uncle overhears,
And says in the way that adults do, Immediately informing me That I've been imprudent. "How do you know that? Do you know anything about Biology?"
I'm taken back... The next summer, We talk about that Uncle Brad,
And my mother, Who knows anything
Rapala 2

The Long WalkIntro for The Long WalkThe Long Walk
These statistics are taken from a 2002 report by The National Institute of Mental Health :
Approximately 18.8 million American adults, or about 9.5 percent of the U.S. population age 18 and older in a given year, have a depressive disorder.
Nearly twice as many women (12.0 percent) as men (6.6 percent) are affected by a depressive disorder each year. These figures translate to 12.4 million women and 6.4 million men in the U.S.
Depressive disorders may be appearing earlier in life in people born in recent decades compared to the past.
Most of the pieces
Are my eyes playing tricks on me?
How have you BEEN? It's been so long!
I'm an on-and-off type internet person...also going through a rather troublesome phase of self-discovery. I'm glad to be back. I gotta go look at your gallery, i havent seen it for like 10 years!
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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
Remember me? Max? We used to be married, many years ago. Haven't chatted in ages; sent you an email a few weeks ago but no reply
Yeah, so I lost you: couldn't remember ur website (how could I forget that zelazbeep.isfamous). Googled for you, and here u r, on deviant (just like everybody else - especially Canadians).
--Max
Have a great time in Europe! Take it all in for us poor saps stuck at home.
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