hoy es miercoles

i think i might have used up all my words. but they're lonely none-the-less. and i'm lonlier still. as i am surrounded by my friends. but there's a purpose for me, out there somewhere. if i can just get my mind down close enough for today's tasks. maybe i'll find it. that's possibly a possibility, right?

sometimes i come back and read what i've written and i think i'm a bloody genious! other times i think "god, i hope nobody's read that yet" and delete it. like the last post. but i haven't deleted it yet, because it's bad, but has potential. don't you think? do you feel that too?!

god, i'm all over the place! good night.

this land

at friends.
at home.
i was walking outside in the sun.
danish soul soaking it in.
through the skin. like breathing.
inhaling deep aroma
of grass so thick and sweet.
smelling like a rich ripe plum.
walking through grass
so thick and high
it reaches my thigh
and scrapes at the holes in my jeans.
trodding feet on the dirt beneath
to the bark of the scolding dog.
prairie dog chirping.
warning chirping to keep me away.
symbol of intruding man.
bound and determined, it seems
to destroy this land.