...sometimes, don't you just want to pack everything up,
leave a goodbye note, and be somebody else?
... just for a short while?
... just to see,
... how far you'd go.
to remember is a chore i abhor
of pacing the floor
wondering if you thought of me
the sparks and the lies
questions of again and again
as
i look for a better day
i am not having a good one
what did i expect from you?
-chico pissings oddments and tweaks
and the wild regrets;
and the bloody sweats;
none knew as well as i
for he who lives more lives
than one
more deaths
than one must die
-oscar
wilde from
the ballad of the reading gaol
fairy tales out through over my head
uppity, uppity, straight down to bed
ebony hair, magic beans, gold thread;
beauty all around you, feel that instead
unrequited love, love aches to be said.
their lives i build as my life is bled.
-chico pissings oddments and tweaks
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