Candy Cravings on Halloween

delightful delectables
passed out during night time adventures.
sweet-tooth gone wild
as the young and old run rampant.
just one more treat.
just one more...
just one...
just...

Hiccups: A Natural Dilemma

hic-
...what the fuck is just happening...
-cup
...dammit, not this...

hic-
...of all the times to actually...
-cup
...get this, it's now...

hic-
...how am i supposed to write...
-cup
...my homework?...

Haloween's Pull

Super E:
costumed hero to bring euphoric powers
to the masses.

a mingle of abilities, which include:
manipulate light and shadows.
enhancing physical sensations.
instantaneous death.

wherever and whenever there's a party,
Super E will be there.

Autumn: The Sunny-Side

sunshine breaks through the clouds:
interplay on light and shadows.
-illuminated leaves displaying colors and the breath of life
-distorted shadows dance on the ground from tall trees


dancing leaves perform a two step from the light breeze.
the essences of a vibrant life:
movement and flow.

clouds come back and play a constant peek-a-boo
with the empowering sun.

breathe in and live.

4 Minutes: Darkened Image

19:27.
i am whatever the mind thinks i am.
deepened sadness distorts the imagery.
now, the image of me is a horror.
shadows. jagged lines.
fierce and unholy power.

and hunger.
ravishing hunger for...
...pain.

19:31

Lowered Expectations

Captured in the eyes.
The look of disgust and contempt.
I thought that I did well...
...but apparently, my thoughts don't match.

What else is there to do
when you studied hard
and pushed your cognitive abilities to an extreme?
What else...

Blow Past the Leaves

Swaying trees shake off their remaining colored leaves.
Falling slowly to their new home,
earth-toned foliage drift to the waiting ground.

The harsh wind continues its rhythmic torture.
A soft breeze here; the gentle push.
A gust of wind there; the harsh shove.

Bitter coldness nip upon exposed flesh.
Animals, of all sorts, scurry to find a shield
against this uncanny onslaught of invisible weapons.

Silence...
...'til the next decisive and preemptive breath of Jack Frost.
Slowly, the creep of the cold's dark shadow sneaks in.

Shift into Fall,
but transition into Winter.
Get ready.

Das Boot

2.5 beers goes in.
Structured yet challenging.
Tilt when ready.
Chug and flow.
Down the throat
and into the awaiting stomach.

Are you ready?

After the Test

euphoric disposition.
relaxation through each breath.
muscles s...l...o...w...l...y release their tension.
a calm washes over me.

a smile creeps on face.
the day can continue.

Test-Taking Ambiance

The clock starts now.

Jittery nerves match the pace of my outspoken heart.
A deep breath only sets me back a few beats.
The rhythm doesn't change:
bum-bum-bum-bum. bum bum-bum. bum bum...

My pen zigs and zags avoiding my control.
My answers turn to blurs of words as my eyes lose focus.
Sweat beads down my forehead.

Think, man, think.
You know this.
Just breathe and calm down.

Fill in the blank.
Multiple choice.
Short essay.
True/False
Essay.

Done.

Time to turn in.

Funny. Loud. Screechy. = The Wind of Time

REVERBERATING the pulse of life.
DISTRIBUTING the essence gained.
LIVING.

warmth amongst the masses
drawn upon the same energy,
the same life flow.

the ebb of time:
another chance to grow
and move on...

...to another day
as a new person,
a better self.

Reaching...

travel deep into the recesses of the mind.
look deep through the darkness,
past the memories of yester year,
and into the pit of emotion.

however dark,
however deep,
however distraught,
there is a glimmer.

a small beacon pulling
at the very core
of existence.

to live.
to love.
to learn.


all drawn upon the essence of...

huh?

Twerkin' the keys,
lettin' it flow.
Words just form,
but will I ever let go?

Inhale:
What the fuck am I doing?
Exhale:
Oh yeah, that.

Say No to the Cancer-Stick

dilapidated health,
blast area of smoke,
rampant illnesses,
a chain of unnecessary events.

My anti-smoking reasons.

most importantly,
people who look up to me.

Vs.

the surge of competition stirs within:
me vs. the self.
me vs. them.
me vs. the world.

i can do it.
becomes the mantra.
just watch.
becomes the chant.

pushing forward
despite the odds
only one
will be on top.

Sleep-Working

drooped eyelids,
adapting to a "forced" day
to keep on going.
pushing the very limits of
mental and physical capabilities.
just to finish.
just to go on.
just to be.

struggled drool drips down the chin
as i work towards
staying awake.
but...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Mindless Auto-Pilot

Press the brake.
Turn the key.
Shift.
Go.

Cruising down the street,
not a thought in my mind,
'cept time.
Have to get there soon....

Zippin' down I-5.
Passin' the slow and dumb
(don't talk on the cell-phone if you can't drive!).
Craftin' ways to get there.

Off this exit.
Down this road.
Up this street.
Park.

I'm here
without a thought in my mind.
'Cept one:
Did i make it?

If I Buy You A Drink...

gone drinkin'
the new catch phrase
amongst the:
thirsty.
college folk.
curious underage.
just-off-work crowd.

beers. liquors. wines.
choose your poison.

Clyde Weaver: The Amnesia of Tomorrow

Lost in The Moment:
forgetting the joys and tears of yesterday
and managing an unmanageable future.

A cornucopia of emotions:
-happiness with each second
-frustration with an unknown person, thought, idea
-sadness to a forgotten face
-excitement to a "new" face

breathing in life's adventures
starting each day anew
and hanging on to each word.

Faded memories from an eroded past
yet, life in each new day, each new beginning.

The Truth in Capital Letters

Into the darkness,
out of the light.
Wading into the abyss
of shattered dreams...

Anticipating the anguish
of an embittered battle within.
Novelty ideas escape the psyche
and flee.

Trouble follows
and it begins.
The tearing of flesh
and the wailing cries.

Onward, it goes
until the darkness engulfs all.
Despair comes with a vengeance,
as does pain.

Isolation:
an interlude to what is to come.
Eternity:
twisted reality.

Can I Really Make It?

Harsh wind blowing
and the rain pelting me
with the realization that
I really am alive.

The cold sting of Autumn's air
all around me.
Numbing the sensation of my fingertips
as I cling on...

...to each step forward.
Must keep going...

Check Your Local Listings

Prime Time Mondays.
8:00 - 11:00 pm PDT.
moments to unwind and relax
in front of the mind-numbing,
colorful box known to many as
a God-send...
...or in laymen's term,
television.

Chuck.
Heroes.
Journeyman.
NBC's Monday Lineup.

shows to capture the imagination and
enhance the questions of
"what if..."
or
"how can i..."

oh the wonders of the imagination...
...or television.