mr astronaut |
mr astronaut, can you hear me?are we on the same frequency?what do i sound like? do you hear words?do i sound like a record playing backwards?whats it like there? is it beautiful?do you feel like a ti...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 23:49:00 GMT |
its never the bark, its always the bite |
its never the bark, its always the biteits not always wrong but its never rightits naked skin under our clothesthe things we hide until the bars closea cell phone with bad receptionim sorry i guess i ...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Apr 2009 23:31:00 GMT |
elm street |
walking down elm streetfeeling your head popwalking down elm streetfilling your head (pop)stopping in joes houseto see what he knowspassing by joes housecause what does he know? (nothing)my room is al...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 19:34:00 GMT |
sleep doesnt suit me |
I've been up all night, i cant find sleepa weight in my head that has no reliefin the tangled up sheets, sweat soaked pillowi try to keep it in but the smoke slowly billows outso i wonder hows brookly...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Feb 2009 14:49:00 GMT |
i can never just fall asleep when i want to |
stay up? fall asleep? what would it matter at this point?and why are ceilings always white?like none of us could ever paint the skyso i started to tryno brush, no oils, no watercolorsjust the canvas o...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 21:47:00 GMT |
my best friends best toast |
cold air, but my jackets closemy best friend makes his best toasteach glass held up then tilts back some nights end before they startsome words hit you like a dart"goodbye" seems to sho...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 16:50:00 GMT |
my necklace broke today |
selfless blue and turquios beadsshow themselves off shamelesslyand they remind me of me,a trophy kept off a shelfand i cant seem to rememberhow the hell they ever even got there anyway
and suddenly it...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 21:59:00 GMT |
the fire, the piano, and the shore. |
the fire, the piano, the shore.burning keys set in sand blister my handsthe tide turns, turns its back, and backs away its late, some sneek out, to the shorefriends are found gathered r...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 15:54:00 GMT |
i finally got what i want |
suns down on the horizonred eyes. skys. reflection.thoughts are brought back to the surfaceto breathe life, breed strife
and its going to be along time, alone
morning, pouring, hopes weak gl...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 18:21:00 GMT |
and the coffee kept getting colder |
the sun was up i had glazed eyes, faked smile, insomnia.i cant wait for the sun to die down, and youll soon lie down, ahh.
"hey, good morning, how did you sleep?"i still hold an em...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:06:00 GMT |
