skystorm's tags:
Who's reading skystorm (6):

The page you were looking for no longer exists

skystorm's blog - subscribe i am skystorm. welcome to my world of quiet noise.

Sort by:
he is rivergold of the west.
i am skystorm of the east.
we separated by choice.
then we met again.
now we are one 
as the moon waxes 
and wanes....
last night i dreamed i was riding my mountain bike.
only, i wasn't on some mountain trail, but on a flat but deserted road.
it was raining a pitter-patter antsy-drowsy rain.
and there was a thin smoky fog, giving everything a bluish-grey...
i remember a life-time book on marine life back when i was a kid.
one memorable series of photos showed a couple of sharks at first.
they were attacking another shark that's wounded, its blood staining the water.
soon, other sharks arriv...
resumed dreaming again.
i mean, like in real, honest-to-goodness dreams during sleep.
after months of dreamless sleep.
wrong-time sleep though. fuck that.
messes up my work skeds.
delayed jet lag?
i mean, whoever heard ...
past-midnight sounds beckon.
it's a good night for listening only.
i shut down the winamp music.
fuckin love songs turn me off.
no cathedral bells tonight.
university carillons are too far away.
just the constant drone ...
wake up. dont hesitate.
dont hold inner parliamentary debates.
rise up and shine, early on the line.
dont tarry or stare.
look neither here nor there.
shift to autopilot, avoid any error.
dont inspect your face in the m...
in my 20's, i took painkillers against fever and cold.
tylenol was my favorite because it was very effective.
then came the famous tylenol crisis of 1992.
someone put deadly cyanide into tylenol capsules....
the phrase 'ashes of departure.'
why does it often cross my mind these days?
i don't fucking smoke shit into my lungs.
even if i did, i wont smoke in terminals.
i've long decided not to depart in terminal smoke....
i watch you spin from afar
i drink you in and breath you out
i'm camouflaged by the timeline
i'm camouflaged when the sun shines
two ships passing in the night
two lips pressing ground the tides
i believe the world it s...
some days i cant help but read and read and read.
i was once known as someone who could read non-stop 24/7.
people were exaggerating of course.
my friends were like that. they always liked to kid me around....
october candles are all it takes
to light a corner of dark desperation.
november hugs are all it takes
to lift the shy veil of meditation.
december lantern on iron gate
turns cassia tears into northern lights.
january c...
just when i think im over her
over her i hear her name
broken heart wont mend just when
i think im over her and break a
faded memory you see
and just you wait and hear and see
i dont cry when i hear her name
south...
i am supposed to be a self-contained heat engine.
much like any self-respecting interplanetary craft.
sleeping naked under the sheets on the coldest nights,
swimming in unheated pools on the coldest morns.
but brrr do i feel fuckin...
yesterday someone mentioned the doeppler shift.
you must have heard of it in physics class.
a fast moving train sounds its horn as it approaches you...
you hear it go too-ooo-OOOT from a high-toned pitch to a normal one....
one of these days i'd like to...
just eat cheese and nothing else for a month.
maybe some red wine and bread for dinner.
yodel all day long and be a goatherd on an alp.
play alpenhorn and run against the wind....
Page: 1 2