.....i am exhausted without. |
today is nothing. i am nothing. you are everything.but i don't know who "you" are. you elude me, like warmth of the sun in the dead winter. i don't dream of your face or have your name on the tip of m...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Sat, 10 May 2008 08:12:00 PST |
this is here for you to read. |
dear friend, poet, ex-lover, actor, liar, number, despiser, miser, or reader of this particular passage:you may rest your eyes, but your soul is still heavy with the burden of the day. you will not wa...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 09:06:00 PST |
Question Game |
Ask me anything.I'll respond....
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 05:19:00 PST |
.........i always liked picture books. |
a picture book posturized from pencil crayons and pastelswe hold hands in my crudely drawn way,out of proportions are the size of our heartsexpanded to fill the backdrop of blue.the narrator begins wi...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 07:14:00 PST |
.....something opaque and vaguely different. |
fingers touching softlywhite turns to silhouette in the light of the moona single dark cloud mars the sky opaque and the wind carrying echoes of our hushed words,sends a chill throug...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 07:13:00 PST |
.......don't ever forget me, i beg. |
one day when you're famousyou won't look back on my words and woeand one day when you're famousyou'll forget about meone day when the cameras are on youyou'll flash that smile, photogenic glowand one ...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 07:34:00 PST |
...forget what you knew, she's a silhouette. |
with every passing heartand every flashing dartshe burns away her lifegreat escape without the bladed knifelittle capsules of condensed pleasurethat bottle her medical treasuresomething for the headwi...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 01:03:00 PST |
....why the long face? |
foreign and falsefeelings flicker in a wavering conscienceforced and coercedwith cheap liquor and cheaper wordsbroken pride and full of dreadhe pierced her heartand let it all out she bledwipe away he...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 03:44:00 PST |
...circling a and b isn't the right answer. |
hoax, gull, he bloody fucking fakes itcon, bluff, you bleeding bawdy villaina fox, a snake, a cheating stinking sowemotions a virusplacebo effect: intangible, invisible, chimerical and faintthe truth ...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 02:56:00 PST |
...only i see through the broken mirror. |
falling deadly to this somatic charmyou so strongly exude that auraAphrodite hums a conceited tuneone that crys of a passionate jealousycavalier they approach, filled with imagesones of skin and sweat...
Posted by will become silhouettes .. on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 07:55:00 PST |
