i.am.the.sun. : Writing

One Two Three O'Clock

One Two Three O'Clock

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


lyrics from my old band. i only helped write these.
perspective.

perspective.

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


i forgot about this. love it. old. by the way, when i started the name "i.am.the.sun." really meant a lot to me.
Ode to gatorade/powerade

Ode to gatorade/powerade

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


oldie, from summer after i graduated and had nothing to do but work and drink. man oh man, how i can't remember.
like a stuck pig.

like a stuck pig.

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


oldie. i don't really know what this is trying to say... well, i know what it's TRYING to, but it really really does a bad job.
Knee Deep

Knee Deep

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


Yikes. another old one, really REALLY old actually.
that land.

that land.

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


an oldie. but i'm realizing it's unfinished, so this might get edited soon, we'll see. i'll have to retouch it up a bit first.
building burnt bridges

building burnt bridges

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


an oldie i forgot to move from my other site. there'll be a few like this coming up. old, that is.
Earthquakes

Earthquakes

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


I'm not really sure what this is...
Just from a touch.

Just from a touch.

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


just from a touchi can imagine your individual hairsthat used to pass through my fingersone by oneas i played endlessly with them.i can see you.just f..
Like a dream.

Like a dream.

A Poem by i.am.the.sun.


started off as an writing exercise a while ago, but i finally trimmed it down and tried to fix up a few of the lines. i got really stuck with the end...