desire(e)

away right here

I can see the moon outside my window.It's calling to me : come away. I can hear the air blowing strongly.unlike my voice with nothing left to say. I can feel the cool cool warm (finally)stark compared...
Posted by desire(e) on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 01:23:00 PST

day 2

I've had about six meals in the past 12 hours and need to stop eating/drinking/watching tv immediately. I figure : get it all out of my system now so I can quickly return to having no television/no go...
Posted by desire(e) on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 12:33:00 PST

this old asphalt. these old walls.

so strange being back stranger than the other times, because those preceded having to be back in classes the next week. back in nor cal. back turning in a paper. back. but now I am really back. for a ...
Posted by desire(e) on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 11:24:00 PST

doom doom

I reach up toward some intended source of inspiration (or motivation)and i think to myself: someday I'll more than pretend to read these pages and then I will actually know. knowing all the while the ...
Posted by desire(e) on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 11:14:00 PST

oh, bollocks

no matter what, it's bound to bethat one and one and one makes threeand four is more than one less of meand I may not soar, but I always seethat what's here is notwhat was simply forgot.that which I s...
Posted by desire(e) on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 07:21:00 PST

rain drops keep fallin on my

head? heart? let's not start. looks like I lied about the sun. another week of rain. an eternal, splashing fun. the writings on the wall will soon tell all.in the mean time I need you to catch me if I...
Posted by desire(e) on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 02:34:00 PST

tagging on the wall how I got in this jam

there's faded ink running down my left armthe words are barely legible but they go something like this: Vesta TilleyI Am         &nbs p;   Tin(Sc...
Posted by desire(e) on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 10:37:00 PST

don’t cry out

I really don't know if this is going to work. I feel scaredUnpreparedOf some things I feel so sureOthers, so insecureSometimes there seems no cureI try to waitBut I bounce aroundI explodeOnly to reloa...
Posted by desire(e) on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 06:19:00 PST

today is gonna be the day that theyre gonna throw it back to you

845. beep. beep. beep.roll over. groan. hangover. fuck.shower. pink dress. rainboots.black trench.black umbrella. rain. RAIN.bus stop.wait wait wait. there. coffee. no, but thank you. I'm waiting for ...
Posted by desire(e) on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 11:03:00 PST

hate to say I told you so

this is all seeming a bit too familiar. too similiarly scripted.too samely sounding resounding and confounding.too many specials and smiles and sweetnesses. too much of the old , nothing to be said ab...
Posted by desire(e) on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 09:15:00 PST