I Started Falling in Love with the Weather because in the Cold I am Closer to You |
I have drawn you
in stick figures
cut into the condensation
on the glass panes of my window
every night
since you left the city.
And every night they
get smaller
and farther away
and the details I re...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Wed, 02 May 2007 10:22:00 PST |
Slept like she'd never been scared. |
At dawn we crossed the bridge to get away from the holes in the traffic.
Police cars finished their rounds.
High school girls yelling out car windows at the river,
at the sun crawling over the hor...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 08:09:00 PST |
Feel Better Playlist |
Dedicated to Ashleigh, and in no particular order:
1. Snailhouse - God Created Monsters ("You worry too much, baby.")
2. Vanessa Carlton - Annie ("More to life than trying to survive.")
3. Patrick Wat...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 09:39:00 PST |
Stay Home. |
There are words to explain the stretch of space between us, but under the sound of feet scraping the floor, I can't hear them when I'm finished crossing the room.
What I can hear is reality bur...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 08:19:00 PST |
"...And the Cardinal Hits the Window" |
When the phone rings, she's already on the roof.
"It's alright," she says.
"I've been thinking about getting some air for a while now."
There are sparrows on the phone-lines,
picking up the connect...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 01:45:00 PST |
"I'm not your friend, I'm not your lover, I'm not your family." |
It's not real what I see in your eyes anymore. Of course I'm ready to fall back in love, but how much do I want to now that I know it's going to be futile the minute I stop meaning it?
You looked so s...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 08:34:00 PST |
20. |
I once called you when nobody was home, and it was perfect.
Everything itches now.
In bright, distinct patches I'm waiting to fall into a coma
where I don't remember the time and place we met,
and I ...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 11:56:00 PST |
Chapter One. |
When I left Stella, she was sitting on the windowsill, looking out over a city blanketed in snow so thick it almost fooled me into fe...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 09:05:00 PST |
One. |
I've been looking at pictures tonight and wondering where I went so wrong as to be relying on everyone except myself to feel better. Trying on new personas. I don't know if I can pull off this un-scru...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 10:46:00 PST |
Ten reasons why I have no problem with Conor Oberst. |
1. "The arch of time, the stench of sex,
the innocence you can't protect.
Each quarter note, each marble step
walk up and down that lonely treble clef,
each wanting the next one to arrive.
And...
Posted by Feeling sinister on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 07:50:00 PST |
