skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
phil milito day blog
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
You thought I was gone
I thought so too
But the fates aren't finished
With me or with you
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Followers
Blog Archive
►
2016
(405)
►
June
(18)
►
May
(63)
►
April
(72)
►
March
(74)
►
February
(115)
►
January
(63)
►
2015
(1147)
►
December
(71)
►
November
(123)
►
October
(73)
►
September
(129)
►
August
(135)
►
July
(78)
►
June
(79)
►
May
(68)
►
April
(117)
►
March
(105)
►
February
(63)
►
January
(106)
►
2014
(1229)
►
December
(85)
►
November
(82)
►
October
(99)
►
September
(135)
►
August
(95)
►
July
(109)
►
June
(84)
►
May
(72)
►
April
(81)
►
March
(126)
►
February
(114)
►
January
(147)
►
2013
(1033)
►
December
(162)
►
November
(89)
►
October
(90)
►
September
(118)
►
August
(81)
►
July
(63)
►
June
(36)
►
May
(54)
►
April
(76)
►
March
(86)
►
February
(87)
►
January
(91)
►
2012
(1464)
►
December
(178)
►
November
(143)
►
October
(103)
►
September
(101)
►
August
(210)
►
July
(121)
►
June
(105)
►
May
(73)
►
April
(112)
►
March
(88)
►
February
(109)
►
January
(121)
►
2011
(1040)
►
December
(94)
►
November
(100)
►
October
(145)
►
September
(95)
►
August
(65)
►
July
(41)
►
June
(44)
►
May
(127)
►
April
(82)
►
March
(99)
►
February
(109)
►
January
(39)
▼
2010
(496)
►
December
(79)
▼
November
(25)
taking time outfor mercyeven thoughthe clockkeeps ...
hope isbeating adead heartContent (c) 2008-2010 Ph...
If I had wisdomI'd keep silentso this blogand its ...
how easily I play the foolcall it a giftI play it ...
I still can't believe two readers posted comments ...
I wish I could convince you I mean what I sayBut t...
So clear now...it's so impossibly clear I could ki...
my shames and wastes and losses mean nothing now--...
I gave so much thought to transcendencethat I rema...
all that remains in the ire of failureis the mutte...
how easily I fumble--how surely I fall--the messag...
I always regret not being a chosen one--a blessing...
almost two years hammering at this blogand I've le...
awareness has tied my tongueI cannot believe my ow...
for a------ who loved my poemsand for M-- who wish...
Everything here is closing downWhich could only me...
You'd be amazed how easily we all botch our intent...
It almost doesn't matter what will come of anythin...
I can only do what I'm allowedWhat do I allow myse...
Now what do you want?Haven't you learned anything?...
You thought I was goneI thought so tooBut the fate...
I wait to cease from struggle I struggle but canno...
my concerns have exceeded the scope of this blogI ...
america has finally suicided itselflet's salute th...
new world new paththe shift will be hardon everyon...
►
October
(8)
►
September
(67)
►
August
(36)
►
July
(34)
►
June
(12)
►
May
(21)
►
April
(48)
►
March
(92)
►
February
(37)
►
January
(37)
►
2009
(331)
►
December
(37)
►
November
(49)
►
October
(50)
►
September
(67)
►
August
(49)
►
July
(32)
►
June
(23)
►
May
(5)
►
March
(7)
►
February
(10)
►
January
(2)
►
2008
(10)
►
December
(9)
►
November
(1)
About Me
Philip Milito
We desire the way a twice-poisoned dog eyes a third piece of meat
View my complete profile
No comments:
Post a Comment