response: Illuminations XI |
We have faith in poison. We know how to give our whole life every day. This is the age of ASSASSINS. -A. RimbaudIs it truly a living decay? N...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 12:56:00 GMT |
some things in progress |
Untitled Thou art a dreaming thing;A fever of thyself. -J. KeatsCan philosophy fix the wings of angels?And what then is philosophyAnd what then are angels? Realistic, fragmented, stu...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 17:51:00 GMT |
(dont wake me in the morning) |
i know whats coming but i do nothingjust crawl while the paints runningstop every time i think i hear somethingmy eyes are shutdont wake me in the morningthe ships sinking and we cant swimi cant hear ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 14:34:00 GMT |
the piquancy of leaving |
Moving like the heat pipes frozen breathThrough this eternally cold dispirited house,Her hair on the pillow keeps the heat outAnd eventually the seasons will take what is left.And slot machines are fo...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 22:37:00 GMT |
casting shadows |
welcome. im sitting here listlessly again, sipping bourbon, again, writers block, again. its actually not really writers block this time its just like i have no idea what im writing. nothing makes sen...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 23:17:00 GMT |
spring you do not mean a thing, it snowed again last night.. |
hello all. or few. i guess i only have like 28 friends or something embarrassing. but anyway, i hope everyone is good, enjoying their respective aprils. i am currently sitting here getting hungry to t...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 19:18:00 GMT |
