Showing posts with label running. Show all posts
Showing posts with label running. Show all posts

Saturday, October 16, 2010

skin so smooth

soft light
a smile running

love you

feel the glowing
push back

listen to the breathing
a taste infinite

to touch lips

-Lahmadaj

Friday, August 27, 2010

I think I

just saw Wyclef Jean
doing a Ritz crackers commercial

I suppose this fits in line with
running for a political position in Haiti

though, since this is the US,
Ritz probably pays more



-Lahmadaj

Sunday, August 22, 2010

about

to move
feeling so good
waited for a long time
want to make something
can not listen to these others
got to fly
gonna run

take the chance
twist the citrus

lick the sky

break open


-Lahmadaj

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

one gets that slow draw

and the bed is deep and languid marking infinite slumber that is impossible with this body eventually to wake itself and see light the window is open and cool air enters from outside the click of a clock which does not exist in this room and the plants grow slow wish to have some other friend and a place to dance cannot get going down down is the sand and the life i used to know which of course is not this life my life unfolded and planted bright sitting in the air of sun to wonder what is next and the lengths to run


-Lahmadaj

Saturday, July 10, 2010

I think

it's funny that no one reads these posts i was born in the east by some lakes there are big ones and the trees have all been used long ago pennsyltucky we'd call it and listen to the swoop of a swallow glide past the glass water top not many people like to read there some do I liked to but rarely had time since I was young and in school running around playing and trying to see


-Lahmadaj

Monday, May 24, 2010

look the

leaves are changing i've made a mistake the time is past i have waited too long and the plane is taken go further inside and find a lot of it about the turn and the rip blanket cold and pieced faces and flesh to tell me we should stop what we speak of though both partake and have sounded here into air

thus placing the task again away from present and loving touches to mistook and possible jeal a late and humble cantor to please a run away

thanking the tree as passed and looked over what wonder at the stretch a buzzing and cone sway sway holding the railing

-Lahmadaj

Friday, April 2, 2010

waiting to take a

break

from the walk


it's not too much further

he said

as my face was upon the lighted arrow


-lahmadaj