do i offend? |
i call them maggies. i think i do this, so as not to offend the owls with the wisest eyes. making them less disgusting, so that they watching, will not be so disgusted that i play with them . i once t...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:18:00 GMT |
my math is all wrong. |
These electric suggestions leave metric impressions strung to self.one cut, two cut, three cut, four, notches scratched in epiderm.Euphoric state of distractionleads to less and less social interactio...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Dec 2008 21:18:00 GMT |
automatic tiger file. |
Automatic. habitat sees the passing nomadic, casual observer glimpses ghosts repeating through their past. these Blurred forms unawares of watchers through the static. Contact is exhaustibly frantic a...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 17:00:00 GMT |
sweet and short |
where are you? i miss you? no words of wisdom..... to get me by? as the space between grows unrelevant, the time too falls out of reach. at our furthest point i notice, you are no longer at my side......
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 19:19:00 GMT |
one day anxiety will get the better of me |
i am extremely frustrated at the moment. i need to scream. the tension will leave my body. scream. or break something. inhale, exhale, inhale and just let go and scream.
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 11:22:00 GMT |
I had a dream. |
i had a dream about you nights ago, two.we were racing in a pooljust like we used to dothere were many familiar facesin small confined spaceswe may have been intoxicated, but were still joyessly eleig...
Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 17:52:00 GMT |
dreading verbal regurgitation. if i could just spit it out, i might not vomit |
Camouflaged by blanket and catching my eye twitching due to oxygen deprivation. The cleansing of a shirt, washing the dirty laundry clean, asking communication through the drastic separation of moment...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 16:37:00 GMT |
leprosy of a heart... not mine i swear |
Diseased leprosy of the heartMy ill content splatters to the groundWith invisible ease I reachToward nothing ever so profoundI've been standing here four hoursBut self-distraction left you contracted ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 21:14:00 GMT |
just some illedgible randomness to haunt some confusing thoughts... |
Joint inspire with confused intentions
The bygone era, all's been infectious ,
Who's to say what and this or that should shun
Who's to say what and this or that's been done.
The time...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 06:36:00 GMT |
Oh how I love them so.... I really do. |
The surface looks of ground beef. I can taste the bile climbing excitedly up my gullet. I squeeze my eyelids tightly against one another hoping to stop the world from swimming in front of my nose. All...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 18:40:00 GMT |
