Circle is Square

a typical day in the life of anyone is intriguing when looked at under a microscope, or in short glimpses. It's really all about the thought process behind the actions and not the actions themselves. For instance, I was outside smoking a cigarette just the other day when a middle-aged gentleman wearing a suit jacket and slacks walked by, talking to himself. I caught a couple of sentences as he passed.. but I heard.. "..a square is a circle and the circle is square. no one understands there are demons in the air.." He then passed by to where I could no longer make out his meanderings. He turned around and gave me a quick stare and then kept going. Where was he headed? I thought. What was he doing in the middle of the day walking about in a downtown nowhere ghost town like this? Then again.. maybe he was wondering the same thing about me. Regardless, like magnets we connected for just a moment and then it was gone. Everyone has a story. Everyone has a plight. Everyone has a solution. Everyone seeks the light.

The Rope Around Your Neck

oh my god, what have i done?

why would i hurt her like that? what was i thinking..


she's slipping now, out of my fingers, i can feel it.

feel the emotions we once shared dissappearing.

i didn't mean to get out of line.

didn't mean to scare her away.


what if its too late? to get her back.

too late to set it all right?

too late to feel whole again?

hate,
n.

There is a ghost in my house.

theres a ghost in my house.

he likes to run up and down the hallway during the mornigs.

at night he'll sit down in the bathroom and jump up and down.

during the afternoon he'll sit at the foot of my grandparents stairs.

i've never met this man, but i've heard him every so often.

whispering in the night.

Anna saw him, why can't i?