Lost it. |
"I can't see it."
If your tunnel light is too bright, how the fuck can you see your past?
And I've gone and lost it. I can't talk like I used to. Ain't nobody connected with me.&nbs...
Posted by Edy on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 10:50:00 PST |
Science. |
I'm polytheistic and polygamous. And it ain't polyandry cause there ain't no men involved.Maybe my first-born girl should be a Polly? The Polly? I could put her in the pocket of my stretchy red pants...
Posted by Edy on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 10:42:00 PST |
Left right too. |
I don't really want to write to you here & now. In fact, I don't really feel like writing to myself or for myself. I've never been much of a vain person, anyway, though I do take some ...
Posted by Edy on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 09:37:00 PST |
Oh, Charles. |
the crunchtoo much too littletoo fattoo thinor nobody.laughter ortearshatersloversstrangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacksarmies running throughstreets of bloodwaving winebottlesbayoneting and...
Posted by Edy on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 09:26:00 PST |
"All ships have souls." |
I had a dream. I had a dream that I was on a cobblestone street, walking to get away from whatever was behind me - a past, more than likely, - and I passed this beautiful, abandoned building, circa 1...
Posted by Edy on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 09:17:00 PST |
Boy, why are you crying? |
It's really been making me sick lately.I let these words come out of me like blood. My little daily blood-letting. But my marrow wants to keep some, it's screaming for them to stay for just a little...
Posted by Edy on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 09:28:00 PST |
I just want to be Molly's little sister. |
She had ringlets.All I really want is her name.E.
Posted by Edy on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 02:41:00 PST |
You do get it, don't you? |
We don't turn the other cheek any more. Instead we talk of car wrecks, body bags, Stanley Kubrick, little girls - we can't look away. We're so frightened, so terrified, so beguiled. All I know is t...
Posted by Edy on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 03:17:00 PST |
I just go on and on. |
I'm just going to sit here and run Sia into the ground.I don't care if "Breathe Me" is the kind of title Jessica Simpson pines for.All the women I've ever loved, they run songs into the ground. Over ...
Posted by Edy on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 09:45:00 PST |
♥ |
I forget you so easily.
Posted by Edy on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 12:57:00 PST |
