Wednesday, October 21, 2009

thoughts on morbid/mortal themes.

oh i loved you love 'til there was nothing left
and we both both, bled dry
faced our final death
why is it we never speak of it?

(the end that looms
on every charted course)
the fattened full moon
pulled by black night horses

Thursday, September 24, 2009

misery loves company.

thin ice.
the short fuse.
the abuse.
the who's who
blaming you.
tempers loose
like cannon balls.
every record
is recalled.

you're never free,
you're never free,
for misery loves company.

yes, soon you'll see
you're never free,
and misery loves company.

-the grey fox

Monday, September 21, 2009

no. 1

am i feeling
or am i numb?
if change is loss
then i am missing so many things
are all these dreams worth anything
or more or less lost? loss?

-the grey fox

a box for all the tid-bits

a junk drawer, of sorts.

at least for now.

you'll find here all my part-poems, bits of prose, nostalgia, etc.

we'll see what happens i suppose.

the grey fox