breath deeply...dream elusively

sometimes i wonder (where i am)

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Dance

Today, if you hear his voice,
do not harden your hearts
as you did in the rebellion


'We played the flute for you,
and you did not dance;
we sang a dirge
and you did not mourn.'


"Though seeing, they do not see;
though hearing, they do not hear
or understand"

Friday, September 16, 2005

Dear pretend Bangalorian guy.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Monday, September 05, 2005

Pop

I've no time to plead and pine,
I've no time to wheedle,
Kiss me quick and then I'm gone
Pop! Goes the weasel.