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-matt.

Give me a chance

About Me

The thought of you wakes me every morning. I find myself trying to say "Good morning."

The knowledge hangs in the air

Heavy and humid

And needs not lungs

To be absorbed

Just pores open

And deserving

So hungry just to feel rain.

The wind whispers through the trees

Speaking declarations of

I love you

During our first moments

Moments you were afraid to admit

That you ever said it.

And when it came

Twisting and writhing

Contorting the world

In its own thrashing guise

There came the destruction

And the sadness of loss

Of life, opportunity, potential.

So you walked away

From the ruin

From the hope

From the chances.

It takes more gumption

To turn back

To face the storm

To roil in the thunder

And let the lightning

Burn clean the soul

To ignore those that say

Turn away.

You can deny the ruin

The devastation of the storm

And walk away before

You rebuild.

But within the tragedy

Beats a heart

Fingers claw

Senses rise

And something lives.

Something is reborn.

You are nothing more than afraid

Of another storm

And it is such a petty option

Compared to where we can be.

Just turn around

Look back

Cry if you must

Just return

Rebuild.

My Interests

1) Having someone calculate the tip on restaurant bills for me. I'm terrible with numbers. Usually a female hand does the best job. 2) Sitting in bed and talking about random life things when we're supposed to be asleep. 3) Re-discovering myself. 4) Gaining a deeper understanding of what I need to do through the people in my life. 5) Going and buying ice cream late at night and watching a girl eat the ice cream. 6) Big, awesome laughs. 7) Senses of humor. 8) Reading things that aren't classic literature and wondering how I could have made it better. 9) People listening to my innane theories and not laughing; just nodding. 10) Girls who will suffer through an NFL season with me (pondering dropping the sports). 11) Big, wet kisses. 12) Holding hands and sharing candy at the movies. 13) My facial hair. 14) Smelling good after a day of not showering (yeah, I ought to shower more). 15) Sushi Den. 16) Having a beer with friends and helping them get through life. 17) Brown labradoodles named after a root. 18) Listening. 19) Little kids treating me like a jungle gym. 20) Becoming a better man, a better lover, and a better friend. 21) Singing songs badly just so long as the other person is singing along. 22) Making somebody a bowl of cereal 23) Watching people read in bed. 24) Neck smells. 25) The possibility of slow dancing (not scared anymore). 26)Finishing people's thoughts. 27) Taking the time to stare at the sky and ask someone else why they think we're here. 28) Political discussions with people who are kind enough to nod. 29) Finishing my book. 30) People who find humor in anything.

I'd like to meet:

Iced tea.

Music:

Converge, CurlUpandDie, Horse the Band, All Else Fails, tv on the radio, etc.

Movies:

Fight Club, Punch-Drunk Love, Ichi the Killer, Saving Private Ryan, Ernest Goes to Jail/Prison/Bath house.

Television:

When we kiss I swallow dustLight blows its brains out leaving blood across the sky: sometimes we mourn.Usually we just sleep.Tonight I grieve by trying to jam a butter knife into my sternum.When I wake up, after the janitor of dawn mops up the dark matter, I am covered in vomit and tears and sweat and alcohol-thinned blood.The custodian forgot me: left me out of his dustbin with the rest of the world's crumbs begging for the ants to come and drag me away to their kingdom.When I'm there they'll clean me, dress me like they do interstate's road kill.Make me mortar, plaster me to dirt walls, re-invent me as something new: a tapestry for the world to revere, a fortress against locusts.

Books:

make good weapons

Heroes:

Flying squirrels

My Blog

He'll hunt you down cuz he's the dog.

I love....dog the bounty hunter....best show....EVER...fucks
Posted by Hugo is special...AND UNIQUE! on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 12:49:00 PST