inhaling_loneliness skinny the highest point on an anthill on the great planes the ambience in loathing the eb and flow of hatred cool off for forty days but it doesnt go away it keeps building and building words cannot explain breathing the sky, trapped inside what i see through these eyes deepeer every day i dont cry anymore but it still rains i tried to be nice i dont know if you noticed well what can i say 040728 ... pete he was breathing quietly i had never seen him before, this man obviously not from town or new on the street sleeping on the city bench in the wind, not in the store fronts where the homeless usually find shelter.. i passed him, talking to myself stoned i passed him, deep in thought stoned i passed him, wondering about his life stoned i stopped, turned around and walked infront of him i stopped, took my bag from my back i stopped, opening the pouch and removing a toonie i stopped, reached down and pressed the cold metal onto this curled up hand tucked beneath his chin holding his worn jacket close to his old body i turned and walked away only to hear him start he looked at his hand he looked at this stranger walking away waving saying 'sleep well friend' walking out of his life leaving him with enough for breakfast in the morning as he inhales his last loneliness 040729 ... Doar . 040806 ... Doar ingesting infinity 070807 ... spoken breathe in my taste and linger my essence upon thy lips savor the epitome of my soul and behold my vision of spiritual aura to yon mind miss me with every ihalation every desperate drag of vital breath into your lungs feel your palpitations rapidly quicken with longing need clutches at the edges of your conciousness i will hold you to my bosom and you'll despair no more but until the dawn approachs quiver yearning at my door 090408 what's it to you? who go blather from