Wednesday, March 30th 2005
abandoned, overgrown objects
lacking any sign
of former glory
Saturday, March 26th 2005
followed a beaten track
to a place that
holds nothing for me
the screams from the park
are nothing but squeaking
hinges of a seesaw
Friday, March 25th 2005
when everything that can
go wrong, goes wrong
it's only fun for a while
the muddy roads
just add up
to my overall laziness
Thursday, March 24th 2005
the guy who killed
john lennon looks
like a fat elvis
just another day
with wind
and surprises
Monday, March 21st 2005
hadn't i walked in circles
i'd marched a tenth
of the way to seattle already
Sunday, March 20th 2005
the streets are full of restaurants
that have less atmosphere than
bus terminal waiting rooms
direction shepherd's bush
a man told me: walking
past me, going wrong