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About Me

¤About Me¤
No spiritual Caesars are these dead;
They want no proud paternal kingdom come;
And when at last they blunder into bed
World-wrecked, they seek only oblivion.
Come on, say it plainly before words lose their meanings.
I'm a poet, don't you know it?
My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.
Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.
Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.
be strict.. .... ..

My Interests

INTERESTS: Sleep, serial killers, francais, kisses, fruit, photo, english, parties, fun, underwear, not wearing shoes, dancing like a fool, concerts, midnight, JD, tea, slapping rednecks.

I'd like to meet:

I'd Like to Meet:

Music:

MUSIC: Give me the beat, boys, and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.

Books:

BOOKS: Anna Karenina, Walden, In the Time of the Butterflies, Beasts of No Nation, The Fall of the House of Usher, Echo, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, The Double, Wuthering Heights, A Room of One's Own, Satan Speaks!, The Occult Truth, Apocalypse Culture, and other various crap.

Heroes:

HEROES:

My Blog

crashbox

Droplets of water, cascadeon my skintake me back to a placewhere my father stirredwithout feeling the pain of thenew day's sun on his face.With the buttercups between my toesand mud on my chin, take m...
Posted by crystal. on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 12:03:00 PST

the love life of a garden snake.

The windshield wipers are in rhythm with my heart. I'm not even sure where I'm going; I don't know whose passenger seat I am in, but it's better than where I could be at the moment. Sublime is pulsing...
Posted by crystal. on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 08:57:00 PST

the last superhero

Soft light pouringOverflowingThrough warm glass windowpanes,Striking my flesh skin coverDeclaring it a quiet living pink,The dullest of all races.Mister translucent spider is hangin' out in limboBetwe...
Posted by crystal. on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 10:52:00 PST

to the lotus who ate my heart.

Akin to a shard of glass cracking in the winter frost,I lay now in my chrysalis madewith the skin ofdoomed babies,chewing at my hand until it isnothing but a pulpy mass.With the sweet, red nectar I pa...
Posted by crystal. on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 07:16:00 PST

the earth and my brain contain multitudes

The nights when I couldn't form my words always made me miss you the most.Every week I roll in sugar bowls and say thingsthat make some people with gag reflexes want to die.And my weird words are neve...
Posted by crystal. on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 07:12:00 PST

last dance.

We stood silent on the overpass in the capital, with the lights from lamps and stars and cars dancing all around our heads. You kept smiling at me with those cherry lips, and those big brown eyes were...
Posted by crystal. on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 02:19:00 PST

goodbye, again.

The moonlight stuck to your hair that night like tiny droplets of rainwater. For the first time, you seemed pure...genuine. Yet there remained a huge, black concrete wall erected between us, separatin...
Posted by crystal. on Fri, 18 May 2007 06:55:00 PST

in need of review and editing.

We were in the woods and your hands were as cold as the ice slipping beneath our feet. You kept telling me Don't be afraid; you'll be okay, morning will come soon enough as if you could have done anyt...
Posted by crystal. on Fri, 04 May 2007 05:09:00 PST

three.

To be in love in the Springis to bloom with the flowersand fall with the evening rains.Both our hands soak togetheruntil I am yours and you are mine andeverything else the lovers will say.I have died ...
Posted by crystal. on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 09:20:00 PST

not finished.

I'm planning on writing a whooole lot more of this and lengthening it and turning into something magnificent, but for now I need feedback as to whether or not I'm on the right track. :-) 1 She had kno...
Posted by crystal. on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 09:55:00 PST