as i hate hell |
Somehow this music is ever motion
distorion of time travel and immersion in sadness
nostalgia and synesthesia
envelop me, holy melody
play me softly down the road to the next division
parting of vis...
Posted by Emily on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 01:47:00 PST |
hmm |
I never realize how much I like being home untill I've been somewhere totally different for a while.
-Juno
Posted by Emily on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 08:00:00 PST |
far from home |
love will make you do things that you know is wrong
but today I was walking home to the south and
I saw a grasshopper, and wondered
its so cold here during the nights.
Does he huddle for warmth...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 10:19:00 PST |
lightning storm |
like ripping the sky in two
throwing the world into negative
black is white and white is black
and all thats in between is LOST
for a second
just that moment
the palms lit in striking relief above the...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 12:22:00 PST |
rebel without a cause |
Is this what is to become of us?
how much of our lives will be spent filling out paperwork?
provning ourselves in retaliatory letter
on complicated applications
how much of our time will be spent
fig...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 12:12:00 PST |
ghost walking |
ghostwalking
through nightshade
been a while since ive walked this path
newness and confusion
frightening, ice cold morning
makes me wanna just stay wrapped up in my covers forever
warm and safe
stan...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 01:24:00 PST |
More Life |
Prior: I still want&my blessing. Even sick. I want to be alive.
Angel:
You only think you do.
&n...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 01:08:00 PST |
The Problem with Kids These Days (and another 30 by 60 play) |
The Problem With Kids These Days
actually written in 2004
What ever happened to the great minds of today?..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Where a...
Posted by Emily on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 01:00:00 PST |
waiting for my train to come |
This is almost like music
the sound of motion
unrythm of waiting
suspension
transit
This is almost like music
dischord and commerce
beautiful un-tonation
more noise than song
strumming along
appr...
Posted by Emily on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 12:40:00 PST |
college bound |
So these days are winding down
counting round,
singing strange sounds that seem familiar
a family affair
this life I once knew
so much nomadic in nature
and now new to me once again
i forgot the pain...
Posted by Emily on Tue, 22 May 2007 01:30:00 PST |
