Tuesday, March 07, 2006


I sometimes wish my life was a rollercoaster
Extreme, fast and a little dangerous
Every day's ride with my arms in the air

Other times I wish my life was bumper cars
Silly collisions with no real damage
Stunts I couldn't pull on the real road

Funny but I never wish for what my life is
Which is the ferris wheel
Round and round with one simple high point
That ends before you know it

Monday, March 06, 2006


If my words were a photograph
They'd be black and white
Out of focus

The composition would confuse
Why did she frame it that way, they'd wonder
Why doesn't she show the subject's eyes?

The images outside the shot
Are even more telling than those that are in it