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postcards from christmas island
i'm painting horses
and putting them in frames.
also, my cat is persistantly playful which makes sleeping difficult.
p.s. for a limited time only, saturn will be visible at sunset on the east northe...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 01:51:00 GMT
talk to me, i'm losing.
all this way to surrender
lose love
lose phobia
lose wind
lose friend
lose home
lose your dream
lose sight
angels beat me to the punch line - these jokes hold nothing .
your wings ar...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 23:36:00 GMT
antarctica
i wrote this on a piece of bedroom furnitre this morning.
lacee is carrying a suitcase full of zoo animals. we watch a play with autistic actors. i walk home lost in a colorful puddle. there are wave...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 00:20:00 GMT
in the elevator
So I was in the elevator (of my apartment building) with a gentleman this evening, the conversation went as follows;
mister: "its cold out there tonight"
mister (leaning against elevator door):"what f...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 00:49:00 GMT
bath tub sessions
jessie,
start making experimental music again. it makes you happy.
for fucks sake,
jessie
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:59:00 GMT
white berry tea
i found this photo in my grandmother's attic. he is a postcard. my aunt stole this amongst other things before she went to prison - it was most likely unintentional. for a while, i wanted ...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 00:00:00 GMT
styrofoam dreams
so in trying to reassemble the post final's disaster that is my apartment and i found an old book i used to write in:
love is a checklist supplied by definition; life changing
i was alone then. i'm al...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 23:10:00 GMT
the how long blues
so sleeping on wooden planks isn't as glorious as i thought it could be.
how do these things happen - over and over again. give me ten more days to let go. if your car breaks down, i'll carry you...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 07:39:00 GMT
sagging spine (it will astound you)
i keep looking at my memories, or trying to. it's disapointing - there will always only be one of all of them. i feel as if now, i'm living in exile, i want to wait it out and see how weening back int...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 23:16:00 GMT
airplanes
when i was on the plane i wondered about crashing. i wondered how the couple next to me would hold each other, how i would want them to hold me too and how they wouldn't. i wondered whose hand i'd ho...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 21:54:00 GMT