Saturday, June 12th 2010
welcome
to
america
the width of the streets
adds an extreme hopelessness
to this place
upstream
in a wintery landscape
in the middle of summer
these giant rain drops
are an idea of paint ball
seconds before you get hit
clouds are hanging so low
i believe that if i jump
i can touch them
hatred
consumes
me
Friday, June 11th 2010
organ
donors
at work
a dried out wash
is only the best way down
til you reach the waterfall
i've red sand from
between my toes up to
between my teeth
the waters that
carve grand canyon
flow through my fingers