Blind self-indulgence(nameless). |
"I am going to say this...I still have feelings for (her)...and I still want to be with her, but I know it's not going to happen soon....but I know that it WILL happen. I know you ha...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 06:46:00 PST |
Old words for old feelings for old surprises. |
I slowly unsheath your body,
Like smooth charcoal slivers,
To bare our next intention.
You sketch outlines
of stories and lost prodigies
On my marble skin.
If ever two elements were molded like clay,
...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 08:52:00 PST |
ugly, ugly girl. |
Look at you..
Ugly, ugly girl...
Skin like snow.
Eyes like ice.
Lips of fire,
Lips like dagger-cabinets, so ugly.
Talk through your teeth.
Tell them all about it.
We are using eyes, not ears....
...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Sat, 23 Aug 2008 12:45:00 PST |
Close your eyes, breathe deep, swallow, run. |
walking away isn't the same as running....is it?
You're winning the marathon. I'm sick of cheering.
I think I'll go home and wait to see your victory in the newspapers, or hear it from m...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 11:35:00 PST |
The Art of Purging |
this is over the top....the feelings from this have passed, but I was meaning to post it, so im going to anyways. No one really reads blogs anyways......
The Art of Purging
I need to throw up
But ther...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Thu, 22 May 2008 08:45:00 PST |
halfway around, all the way under.. |
i see the doorframe. the door is still shut, but clearly not bolted. sure, there are a few steps and an arm's length to go, but i can definitely see the ugly woodgrain pattern on this door.
im lookin...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 09:46:00 PST |
The Ballroom's Countenance |
Birds, dragons and ghouls
Turn about the marble flooring
1,2,3-1,2,3
An everchanging display of organized beauty
Might there be any other kind?
A glow is bestowed upon them
By 1,000 burning can...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 08:57:00 PST |
Your honor, the defendant pleads 'guilty'.... |
Lack of sleep is known
To drain the human body;
I can't cease to move...
Every hour scoffs at my impatience
The day's visage so promisingly wrong
So many thoughts forbidden...
So many eyes to judge......
Posted by alex, mhm. on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 10:59:00 PST |
so there's this amazing feeling i get.... |
when i hear this song.and i dont know. maybe because it's acoustic, maybe because it's meaningful, maybe because it's beautiful....probably a lovely combination of everything, and when im in a perfect...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 12:06:00 PST |
a conversation with myself, caught on paper |
Have you ever really looked at the leaves?
Of course not.
You couldn't comprehend intricate beauty to such extremities
If you could stop screaming for attention
Fill your plastic smile with dirt
Those...
Posted by alex, mhm. on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 12:11:00 PST |
