Greta Smidt |
I’m not sure if any of you are opera-pop fans (think sarah brightman), but if you are check out Greta Smidt’s myspace page. She’s young but already awesome. Plus, I&...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:14:00 GMT |
Anything but Air |
The great eyelid falls,
and we are trapped in the moist night.
All our furies shuffle about outside
and all our shadows become our dreams.
We feast on our own blood.
Asleep, we are awake,
as when we d...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:11:00 GMT |
Where’s an English detective show when you need one? |
I sure could use an english detective show about now...just that kind of night. I want to curl up on the couch (that we don’t have) with a hot cup of tea (that I do have!) and watch some g...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 18:37:00 GMT |
Niehas, a Dream (a gravestone I once saw) |
I watched it coming all day
and it arrived, and destroyed us
because we were too small
and insignificant
for its awful care.
It decided to bury us alive
to make our home beneath the dirt
where, if yo...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 01:55:00 GMT |
Best books of the year...turn out to be non-fiction |
I read three books this year that were all great (and not in an oprah-moment kind of way), and thought that maybe someone (and ’one’ is meant literally...considering the *ehem* plethora of...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 01:15:00 GMT |
meet me in st. louis |
we're moving to st. louis at the end of april. yup. we are.
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 22:22:00 GMT |
Because I Loved |
Why.
Because I never left.
Why.
I never thought I'd die.
Why.
The water felt so cool.
Why.
Sea nymphs tempted me.
Why.
There was no reason not to;
either way, the earth
would take me back,
the waters...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 00:42:00 GMT |
Nothing |
Nothing haunts me.
Nothing is chasing me down the hall.
Nothing is behind that doorway.
Nothing eats at my skull.
Nothing thinks me.
Nothing waits for me.
Nothing will take me at the last.
Nothing sca...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 17:20:00 GMT |
Hey I got a job |
I'm not a hopeless bum anymore. well, at least not 20 hours each week.
Here's the irony: I get to work at a sports center. not really my sort of place, if you know me... ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 19:11:00 GMT |
The Truth |
Everyone you love will die,
Everyone they love too
All from ...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 04:17:00 GMT |
