tick tock
tolls the time
off my clock.
clip clop
the clamor of feet
doesn't stop.
drip drop
sweat beads drench
the skin on top.
Monday, July 19, 2010
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|ə-leks-i-thī-mē-ə| -n. difficulty in experiencing, expressing, and describing emotional responses.
Song of the day:
Tetragrammaton by The Mars Volta
About Me
- Andrew Carl Archer
- I am a husband, father(to-be), Orthodox Christian, barista, music addict, Malone University graduate, lifetime (so far) Ohioan, and many other things to greater or lesser degrees. I am trying to be a writer of sorts, and I can't help but be honest about everything.
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July
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- coffee table, Faulkner
- out of place
- haiku #11
- unless i move
- yes and no
- redirection
- seconds
- i want to know
- pharisee
- thankful, i swear i am
- haiku #10
- take root
- the patience i am not
- mirror. moon.
- haiku #9
- self deceit
- the sting (pt. ii)
- the rush (pt. i)
- feeling forced
- no contact
- weak resilience
- the decision
- inspired
- innocent intentions
- haiku #8
- running rhythm
- living room chair
- a change of pace
- ignorance
- paper tongue
- haiku #7
- pieces/parts
- nothing not
- haiku #6
- practice makes perfect
- biting the hand that feeds
- me, myself vs. i
- pitiful
- haiku #5
- no such thing as a clean break
- careful now
- kaleidoscope
- what can't be held
- learning to love where you live.
- you of little faith
- too cold.
- haiku #4
- haiku #3
- i judge everything by its cover
- of want and misery
- is improvement forward motion?
- questions that keep my neck stiff
- fun isn't fun
- i don't know how to cease to exist
- empty stare
- haiku #2
- (almost) awake
- the hungry bear
- dependence
- source
- haiku #1
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