DEWY GLISTENED SUMMER SPOTS/////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///// |
few things can ever be perfect, if even that close. what is perfect will never unravel. what you always want is what to go for. no exceptions or barriers will stop perfection. thank God what you're he...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2009 23:12:00 GMT |
YOU WOULD NOTICE PAST A MOON TOP///////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ////// |
Ah, I'm everywhere I want to be right now.
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 17:09:00 GMT |
HOW IT IS////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// //////////////////////////// |
there was/is so much i have not said. i feel larger than life right now, but i look the same size as always. fragments everywhere. so many run ins. walk bys. dropped eyes. so still, the dizziness left...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 16:55:00 GMT |
WHAT I’D DO/////// |
so weird how such an old constant can play such a consistent role in an underlying state of mind. like how behind an ear once seemed so familiar and now you wouldnt recognize it to cross the street. a...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 17:04:00 GMT |
hands on you. |
everyone who used to be infront of my eyes, outside of my own blood, is either polished and sent out or stuck behind, most likely filthy and confused. i simply cannot imagine if everyones hearts ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 23:58:00 GMT |
how does it happen |
i love how i would hear this and the way i knew i felt then because when certain signals cross the path through my ears it takes me back to the feeling i had then. it was such a rich, old, smoky scent...
Posted by on Sun, 11 May 2008 00:38:00 GMT |
tiny things bloom. |
it smells like spring in here and everything that can bloom is trying to but its still bitter outside. there are opinions, full sentences, ways to go. the vessels, or one mid-sized vessel learni...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 13:48:00 GMT |
what i can stand. |
its the fifty-second stop and i dont know if i should get off or hop back on the train-it took me through so many places across those plyable faces to the unknown tunnels that held such capacity-...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 20:49:00 GMT |
not bye. |
i'm back in my roots. i'm back in my skin. i'm back in my heart. i don't know where i've even been. i've taken memories, i've taken notes, i've taken snapshots in my mind. i've been to so many places,...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 20:39:00 GMT |
piano keys. |
..and i walk in. so dark and so comfortable. i dont know anyone except for myself, if that. you're playing your heart out. oh my god...i dont know, but..nothing is different. your heart could speak wo...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 17:26:00 GMT |
