Sunday, October 30, 2016

highschool haiku:

stormclouds and starlight
an empty chair beside me
highschool never ends


if i could, i surely would
turn back the clock by an hour.
and when all the events in that hour
were put back in place
and all our heart beats restored
i would turn back another hour
and another, and another ...
till i came to the hour when i wouldn't.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

massacring grass
infinite number of leaves
walt weed whackerman