I AM A PIN. |
And I'm only getting sharper, only getting smarter. We're here, we're here - it's almost the end. Just this week more and then we'll stop, then we'll live.I am a pin, and I'm only getting sharper, onl...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 04:32:00 PST |
AN ODE TO MY HEAD. |
WHY THE FUCK WON’T YOU LET ME SLEEP?ALL I’M ASKING FOR IS EIGHT HOURS A NIGHT.FOUR HOURS WOULD DO FINE, TOO.JUST LET ME SLEEP A LITTLE EACH NIGHT.PLEASE.
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 03:42:00 PST |
SUITCASES. |
I am always watching, but I don't look like you do. I simply absorb everything, pausing when something stands out. Playing conversations, monologues, I believe I understand your need to explode, to te...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 07:15:00 PST |
THIS IS ONE LONG METAPHOR... |
half solidified mixTure is poured and scooped into moulds, left to dry in tHe mIdday sun, then puShed out and pIled high come duSk. this prOcess is repeated for thirty days, uNtil thEre is enough for ...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 11:52:00 PST |
YOU GIRL. |
Standing on your shoulders, holding on to a tree branchto keep balanced, looking down at the sunshineglitter in your hair. Strong hands holding skinny ankles& your eyes like ebony marbles. I staye...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 01:21:00 PST |
I AM HERE, BECAUSE I WANT TO BE. |
Up here I can see for miles, all I can hear are the conversations of dolphins through my headphones - if I took them off city life would rush at me at the speed of a launching rocket. I don't wish for...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 11:07:00 PST |
BREAK DOWN IN COMMUNICATION |
You waited to hear me speak, but I held out - spent my time lying down instead, hoping to be rid of physical hurt and mental aggravations. It concluded with you being pissed off and me feeling more ou...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Fri, 04 Jan 2008 06:18:00 PST |
COMPOSITION. |
I am the very shell of a shell of a person.
The flickering shadow, glimpsed on walls, caught on camera, never remembered.
A skeletal form with no reflection, swaying in a breeze of sighs. Sighs compos...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 12:28:00 PST |
A HOUSE OF PAIN OR A MEDICINE CABINET. |
And when everything goes numb, they'll allow you one of two things: a house of pain, or a medicine cabinet. You have no way of knowing which, but both are better than having your heart broken for a th...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 12:45:00 PST |
DREAMS AND HALLUCINATIONS. |
My hand is flat out in front of me, palm facing the ground.My hands are flat out in front of me, palms facing the ground.Flat hands become balls of fists, with small hills of muscle andveins for river...
Posted by aliceINBLUNDERLAND™ on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 12:49:00 PST |
