Thursday, October 27, 2011

Tattoos are just a story
of arriving in a
certain place.


Archy.

Monday, October 24, 2011

I've been searching so long
for blankets
or palm trees.



Archy

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Good morning corpses.
Good morning fallen skies.
Good morning empty coffee cups.


Archy

Monday, October 17, 2011

I asked the lady
and she told me
my palm is the
road map of my death.



Archy

Sunday, October 16, 2011

There has to be balance
in the Universe.
For every moment you spend
in sorrow
you learn more about how to
bring healing into the world.



Archy

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Poet for hire.
Can translate the rustling of
the leaves and branches.
Can tell you what the leaves
of grass say.
Can also do the washing.



Archy

Monday, October 10, 2011

What do I do everyday?
Tell my mother it's
all okay.



Archy