"Colour my life with the chaos of trouble."

Validate your words with the denial of action. If words are your thing, write me letters instead. Colour my life with the chaos of your trouble.

Day 7

To the nights we can't remember the morning after.
 Come faster, old nights;
the young await you.
You get the breeze, I'll bring the excuse.

Day 5

Some days when I have to wake up
early, after working long hours on the laptop,
when I comb my hair
I keep imagining an undo button.
In my head I say,
Ctrl+Alt+Z
and then I go, "AW, MAN."

Day 4

"Sir, have you seen South Park?"
"South Park? I've never been inside South Park, but I
I've seen the gate."
I think some of my favorite people
 in the world are ex-Physics  professors.

Day 3

They say the Chinese are descendants of extra-terrestrials.
Just saying.
They say a lot of things, anyway.

Project Juxtaprose: Day 2

For those in the 90s, the negatives would bring
one more reason
to pop open another bottle.
I wonder where they lie now;
Stray bottle caps that marked a good vacation.

Project Juxtaprose: Day 1

Float.
Float like the night,
like the fog,
like the sea.
Float like the Prussian Persian carpet;
Rolling beneath every Russian boy there be.