a morning where the air is crisp
your skin is tight
the tile is unforgiving.
winter busts through
every crook and cranny
we must insulate.
Category Archives: Thought
Winter Rain
The rain pitters away on their window.
Swirling. Clutching. Salivating.
The rain patters down our roof.
I drop a drip of spit on to the carpet.
A small pool of forms.
I dip my big toe in.
My sock sticks out its tongue.
Laps up the moisture.
Saturated, I become uncomfortable.
Pulling. Grabbing. Ripping.
My sock is thrown across the room.
I pick up debris as I walk barefoot around the house.
Gritty, I become uncomfortable.
Meetings on Mondays make the weekend die in strange ways.
Cutting Party
Cutting Party
How does time slip?
When you tell yourself that you are going to bed, you should actually listen.
Cold Basement
I never thought about how much warmth can be added to a room by a piece if blue carpet.
Changing Life
It is amazing how you life can change with a Swype.
To the Moon!
We’re Space Explorers
We Need Space
Death Sneaks up on You
You’re going to die. Do something. Someday. NOW!
Intellectual Property?
Why can’t we just download a PDF from NetLibrary.com and put it on our e-reader?
Copyright. That’s why.
People need to have exclusive rights to what they create because works might take on new meaning, purpose, or direction if left to the masses. We wouldn’t want gobs of people standing on the shoulders of giants, building off of the creations of others. That just doesn’t seem logical.
Just do something!
Why squander our time when we could be doing something!?