coineman

I love it when life feels good and the path is laid out before me. I hope it lasts for awhile.

I once was naive enough to believe I knew what the world was about. After 43 1/2 years of chaos. I have come to the conclusion I was wrong.

Life is a dance on the edge of a knife.

Finally a fall night here in Idaho. It has been 88 or 90 during the day for weeks here and the nights not much cooler. Tonight had that little nip in the air that I love, so the misses and me went for a walk and it was fabulous.

Today a guy I supervised at work, a really interesting guy who talked to me about movies and thigns that happened in the world had a heart attack playing volleyball at the company picnic and died. He was only 39 years old. I'm I'm just so fucking lost in my emotions right now. I hurt for him and me and his family and I'm just...
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Ok so this season my wife, 2 of my children and I decided to give celebrity apprentice a chance. It seemed like a fun distraction to occupy us on a Sunday evening before the rigors of a Monday morning. What a crock of scripted bullshit. The further the old hag Joan Rivers went in the show the worse the feeling in my gut that this...
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So me and my lady are planning to go to Seattle for comicon. Seattle is a great city, but I've never been there without my kids. Hows the nightlife? Anything I shouln't miss?

There is a voice
from deep inside my heart
where blood and muscle meet
amid a torent of violence
that screams
until hoarse and bleeding
only to have the message reach my ears
as a faint whisper
washed away in the river of life

I wrote another poem today. Its called Transition. I seem to be personaly affected by some books that I am reading. Anyways here it is.

I'm becoming different
Something other than blood
Now runs through my veins
Golden and dark
it churns
slowly
like syrup over a stack of pancakes
An enveloping sweetness
changing me from the inside out
my cells are different
my DNA...
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Allright, here is a poem I wrote tonight after a really shitty day at work. Enjoy it or don't. The choice is yours.

3am

3am
past the time to stop
yet here i am
another shot of amber in front of my face
ready to drown the sorrow and rage
of yesterday
of today
of tommorow
what the fuck does it help
you ask?
well...
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