Technical Writing & Random Thoughts

 

Old (& not particularly good) Poetry


The Brutality of Youth - The First Words :1991-1994
Vanity - Product of a Public Education :1995-1998
The Resident Muse - The Coffeehouse Era :1999-2000
Post Education - The Hardcore Haze :2001-2002
Overworked - Reflections On A Lesser Existence :2003-2006
Daily Missives - The Poem of the Day Collection :2005-2007
Sweet Dreams And Other Fictions :2008-

 

12 Situations My life right now
is too much like high school
too much rumor, too much insecurity.
and I still see you
looking around the corner at me
and I still see you
with that look on your face
that says "don't walk away"

I would fill in the silent parts
with words of my own-
if you left me with anything to say
and I would try a little harder
if anything I had done thus far
had made any difference at all...
had made me able to please you
even just a little...

What will it take
to satiate your need
to prove me so worthless?
I've been down this road before
a mindless spinning feeling-
everything slightly off tilt-
and behind it all,
the underlying knowledge...

that this is not high school-
this is grade school...
I am suzy-Q, and you little Billy...
and we will never resolve
these bitter differences,
until we admit
that it isn't the differences at all,
but the similarities
that set us to war this way...

I can make myself believe
that you mean nothing to me-
but it will never hide the truth-
I can never change who you are,
only how I feel.

and as of today-
I feel nothing.
I would rather be numb again
than in pain
because you pushed all the wrong buttons
and I am busily preparing
for self destruct.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

17 + some
A Quiet Reminder
A Slight Imperfection
1001 Days
Afterimage
Caged
All That Is Left, I leave to You
All The Reasons I Hate This
Analogy
Appetite For Obsession
At The Finish Line
Atlas Falls
Black Semi Gloss: Exterior Use Only
Blame Me
Cause & Effect
Cleared Of...
As Far Away As Possible
Conclusion Through Withdrawal
Consolation Prize
Darling Boy
Default
Explicitly Yours
15ft Of Hangman
Give My Regards to Persephone
Held Off
No Longer My Own
I Am
I Dreamed Of Carelessness
I Never Offered
I Win
In This Temple
Longing For A Lack of Closure
Memorial Haze
Miss
My Blood Where You Stand
My Glass House
Next Time Don't Answer
Night Under Neon Lights
Low Grit, 8x10in
One Place Left to Fear
Rhinoceros
Punchline
Sanding An Already Smooth Surface
The Parasite
The Silver Plating
Similacrimus
Sky Falls Down
So...
Soul Parameters
Spirit Well Clothed
Tall, Dark, and Monumental
That Little Red Light
You Look Like A Murderer
The Quiet Place Between
Simplicity
There Won't Be More...
Things I Know About Yesterday.
This Day Just Won't End
This Half Hour
This Is Me
Today
Tomorrow's Yesterdays
Twenty-And-One
Unassigned
Under The Spotlight Again
Vicarious Disclosure
The Wake
Wax Statue Romance
We Can Stop Any Time
We Play Eye Tag...
You Could Always Fake It!
You're All Morons
Excuse Me, But Your'e Standing on My Tao