past timefun |
HERS
heres new
something in my head no nothing there, i meant around it
and its pushing me the fuck around
yea i said fuck
i have not been something to control hidden away before
so why is it now pret...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 15:24:00 GMT |
i think i peed in my pants a little |
if i ask you to be my friend i am not asking for anything you have but yourself
if you are my friend it does require only that one thing
bringing yourself along is still your choice and even without y...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 16:18:00 GMT |
water break |
to this honor
everything i could ever need
together we are loved
desire making us sexual to touch as movement in night time space
my will is smooth through her confirmation
my considerations welcome...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 20:05:00 GMT |
non dreamer creamer |
im thinking of many of you while also ignoring you too. rude maybe, but i do it now because im unable to give to you what you might need in what i might bring. so with this i hope in might...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 15:16:00 GMT |
im not buying it fuckers |
sit your asses down since im on the defensive as teacher again
i think any of us should make sure we allow ourselves to succeed as well as we never tried to not fail
...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 02:02:00 GMT |
the hostess slut that wasnt. hush |
so close to her and moving as one
dancing, secure and easy to pretend the day is still here
swaying back and forth hips like eyes
they all have left us alone
arms reach with...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 16:53:00 GMT |
a breeze blows on summer night in the 70s and delivers a kiss to me |
Proverbs and Songs by Antonio Machado
Selected and Translated from Spanishby Gill Schwartz
Womanis the flip-side of being.
Without love, ideasare like ugly women,or overworked copiesof a goddess'...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 13:46:00 GMT |
my friend from the ceiling |
i want tell i little story about a girl i have come to know. im not sure exactly what to say. she doesnt need this i know, so its more for me i think. its strange that way...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 10:29:00 GMT |
my girls are killers |
i trace the lines to her pretty face again
it brings about a pain in my heart
i can imagine something beautiful back there somehow
in the rubble of my pa...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 05:23:00 GMT |
blood |
theres just too much we want sometimes
i want everything i never wanted back then
all that i was able to do because of the pain
the chaos that had me running around
the terror that was constant forces...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 23:31:00 GMT |
