what is and what should never be |
what is and what should never beyesterday, framed by windows, skies moved blue to greyyesterday, i practiced what i needed to saybut when you finally looked my waymy words froze up inside my throatand...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 18:44:00 GMT |
you're breaking the girl |
breaking the girl hide that lip quiverhold together at the crackswalk with pride intact ~callie
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 18:40:00 GMT |
raindrops keep falling on my head..... |
MONO NO AWARE --pronounced as "mono no AH-wah-reh"in translation-the sadness of things.my translation-"we should never assume that people will behave as we wish them to."go ahead and substitute the wo...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Apr 2009 06:22:00 GMT |
beware lest you lose the substance by grasping at the shadow |
grasp the shadow, lose the substance-a fable in 120 words so...you...put up your stakewithintentions to now breakmywillpower shakes as earthquakesand yourwhite flag's a fakeso...I...wear futility...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 16:21:00 GMT |
dungeons and drag-ons.... |
dungeons and drag-ons...... and in the streetlight's steady dimming... i, again, catch a flicker < i behold and hold on >...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 15:46:00 GMT |
phantom strings |
PHANTOM STRINGS a murmuration of starlingsgrounded into earthlingsclocked in and clipped wingsgravity and the weight it brings...a wreck of birds thrown into this seasucked into whirls and pools of ca...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 21:55:00 GMT |
resonant quotes |
"Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behaviour. You're by no means alone on that score, you'll be excited a...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Oct 2008 08:59:00 GMT |
football, fools call, and footsteps echo down an empty hall |
football...fools call...and footsteps echo down an empty hallstill waiting for that...constant anticipationother shoe to drop... ~callie
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 06:37:00 GMT |
whether the weather |
whether the weather it was never real or even really yoursbut when it rains...it really fucking pours....but my heart still believes in fairytales whose words my head has learned to i...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 02:16:00 GMT |
tuning forks |
tuning forks
a searchlight blinks on
somewhere there ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 01:54:00 GMT |
