May 28, 2007

silent noise

decorative ears wants somthing to sleep
much noise from the one in the corner
thoughts are too slow from imperfect mouth
the fingers that do all the talking
moving too fast for decrative ears
confined to the sheets that are binding

May 24, 2007

curly haired girl

her eyes
the only things that sing
louder than her voice
which peals down the hallway
after her
footsteps die away
the walls return
incandescent normalcy
illuminating reality
peeling back fantasy
her laughter heals heartache
not her mother's cancer.