juice liners

newsflash

2006-05-22T15:46:00.000-04:00

you know what? i suck at poetry... i probably made people rack their brains or shake their heads in frustration when they try to read my writing, if they even get that far... it was just my way of trying to sound profound when i have nothing to say at all... this tidbit of revelation isn't to let you in on things, but a realization that i needed to make. no more trying to force things on paper (electronic or otherwise) unless it's really needed. so, having said that, what do you want to know about me? i'm open for questions and welcome all takers. dangerous, i know.

songs of silence

2006-05-01T00:33:00.000-04:00

in a song, i have heard
the longing of days gone by
of words unspoken
and love let go

in my head, the empty promises
of dreams unrealized
and barriers daunting
yet there lies hope

of something better
something sweeter
and to this i strive
this beat and rhyme

for you must understand
since time gave way
my life was held
in a fragile state

cynical romantic
whimsical and erratic
my days did number
the sands would hold

my peaceful slumber
days or years hereafter
in the arms of the Maker
the silent life retold

time cannot grant the words

2006-01-24T00:39:00.000-05:00

When time cannot grant the words
that thoughts could bring ahead to mind
And pens don’t stand a devil’s chance
to write in stolen sands of time

the pressed, turned page wilt unused
or crumble fits of rage refused
and cackle tossed to dance aflame
the soft white ash next morn remain

the reflection but a shadow makes
of what the image should become
grew tired of playing second best
the memories that we’ve left undone

the night when wonders ever cease
and pondered paths yet not begun
when nothing it had hurried seems
to pass the time too late withdrawn

you think you know me

2005-12-10T11:47:00.000-05:00

some say i'm reckless
some say i'm all messed
up on me.. they can't get
the message across.. yet
they wanna
bring it down
slow
just to make you say
oh
just to evoke
a reaction
just to see
an emotion
in these tired borrowed lines
that your eyes speak
in languages your mouth
never knew
since when did this
become about you
just when you think
you know something about me
have you heard
what some say about me

what looks don't tell

2005-10-10T23:30:00.000-04:00

these days, you'll find in my eye - a cynical knowing look
when time trickles to the beat of each head bobbing moment
a blink, a wink and i'm nowhere to be found
you ask where my travels have taken me
when its to your doorstep i've been heading all along
and it's not what you've been waiting for
and it's not like something you haven't had before
but it's what i give
it's what you can take from me
it's me knowing what i'm doing
and all you have to do is believe me
and this knowing look in my eye

this is not the return of the flow

2005-09-10T20:49:00.000-04:00

this is not the return of the flow
the silence was defeaning
someone had to shut it up
the water was too calm
and i had to break the liquid surface
and cause some ripples to happen
do you leave footprints
when you walk on water
do you believe that they can
all of the sudden go away
at the mere whim of a thought
when it never was there to begin with
that is why this is not
the return of the flow
because once you stop it...

taking a road trip in my mind

2005-07-10T16:17:00.000-04:00

actually, i'm enjoying life and all its subtle and not so subtle turns... i'm just living in the day to day and throwing caution to the wind... i just hope it doesn't land on me and make me wet with my own spit... i dunno how dogs can hang their tongue out like that - passing motorists without care - immersed with the scenery yet truly oblivious to anything outside their open window... and how am i like a dog? i get distracted by ice cream trucks, fire trucks, and yet i've never seen an oscar meyer weiner truck. i was recently in close proximity with a fire hydrant. i like it when people pat me and feed me snacks. i'd chase kitties around town. and last and up for interpretation, i'm loyal to the bone.

it's been a while

2005-06-26T00:41:00.000-04:00

sometimes i laugh... people sometimes think they have me figured out. it's true, i'll lead them down one path thinking that i'm all about one thing... all the while knowing that it's not entirely true. sometimes people are just too quick to come to conclusions. i see nothing wrong in the decisiveness but it's always interesting for me to follow people's train of thoughts. sometimes, you have to check your predisposed attitude and find out if your assumptions that might have be right once are still valid. sometimes i'll miss the times when things were fairly simple, and it's been a while since i laughed.

weakened in a split second

2005-05-23T22:44:00.000-04:00

there are certain things i don't understand, and other things i take too far. when it's that close and you don't know what to do once you get to the finish line. you look around - sensing the moment and what's best to do, before the mad rush engulfs you and leaves you standing solitaire once again. it's not about things being sincere, it's me being sincerely wrong about things.* i am not corrected... and the weakness brings me down to my knees

*sincerity analogy from t.c.

the way i do things

2005-05-15T08:34:00.000-04:00

something about the way i do things comes off as being different to other people. granted, that's normal (and yet i do not want to define normalcy), i never seem to have the vibe that i want and i keep trying to tweak and pick at it. for a guy that's all about the flow, there's more disconnects than i would really like... and even if a ramble makes perfect sense to me, and wit is something i like to add in every conversation - simplicity tends to be the desired course and that's usually not the way i do things.

time remixed

2005-05-07T07:57:00.000-04:00

there are many times i've asked for time to slow down... i wanted to catch up and be able to do more things with what i've been given... for the past few days, i have been granted a less busy schedule, but still it feels that things are piling on... no matter the pace, this is still the lifestyle i lead... you can't escape the thoughts that keep playing in your head.

a life worth rambling

2005-05-01T18:55:00.000-04:00

it happens unexpectedly - you just hurt the ones you love the most... there's a truth to that saying... maybe it's because you think, because of the way that they are, the way the two of you are... you can push them more... you can afford to have unspoken words between you, and you'll just get back to it later on... until the memories have faded, until they become just glimpses of a past life - no longer recognized. something that both of you neglected to work on... when you get past the blame, when you realize that the time lost can never be taken back... may what you remember bring you joy and not regret

incoherent murmurs

2005-04-30T01:50:00.000-04:00

when tiredness creeps in and pulls down on your eyes / you breathe for a second and then out of sight / like a shot in the head that felt so much needed / eyes roll under lids and they dance in their movements / the tempo of a pulse out of time with the ticking / pleads the bed's safe return - all the while you were sleeping.

on the heels of an argument

2005-04-27T21:52:00.000-04:00

the whole essence of being misunderstood is that your intentions were made naught. by design or by blinded bias - it doesn't matter in the end if it happens. if there was any value for misconception, the price is higher than advertised... that being said, to understand is to analyze.. and if you were following too closely, you might be disappointed when they finally turn around...

works as expected

2005-04-26T22:15:00.000-04:00

when it's not about aiming low. when it's about a non-existant flow.
things just happen as you reason through them. and you always win an argument when you had no point to begin with.

where do you begin to peel?

2005-04-25T23:11:00.000-04:00

it began when i thought i could not blog. i still can't. i mean, who would read a blog of disconnected one-liners? \\ so here lies the premise, encouraged by starvingartist(s). and it does not bode well to start off with such a wordy / lengthy collection of lines.