For Chase. |
Sunlight warms the edge of another bitter winter morning:dreams back to summer - a warm night and bottle of red,a peaceful walk and talk with an old friendlost and foundand lost again.Someone else's ... Posted by Nikki on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 08:58:00 PST |
Take me. I am a quiz now. |
Create your own Friend Quiz hereWhile the quiz itself is certainly trivial, I was really intrigued. It made me wonder a couple of things.What do I think people should know about my life? How much of m... Posted by Nikki on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 03:09:00 PST |
Home again. |
Trudging from my apartment this morning, heavy with lack of sleep from the night before - my fantastic weekend in Chicago fizzled into a seven-turned-eleven hour bus ride when we broke down outside of... Posted by Nikki on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 07:31:00 PST |
docile bodies (new song) |
used match on the table candle: still burning bright [ly] empty glass(table) words don't come outright ... and there's a chance you'll run.... Posted by Nikki on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 02:03:00 PST |
Dress my Zwinky? |
What in the hell? No really. Too far. Zwinky is too far. Posted by Nikki on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 09:55:00 PST |
On violation. |
Things are pretty slow. Typically I prefer this for a Monday but today the morning is a dull throbbing beneath my eyelids. I want to go home, but I am unable to move. It's kind of all I can do to j... Posted by Nikki on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 09:15:00 PST |
On departed friends, art's completion, and the omnipresent cycle of renewal |
I don't know the meaning of good-bye in a world full of ghostsso instead of good-bye I will raise my glass in a toastnot to where I've been, but to where I'm going maybe in the desert, maybe in th... Posted by Nikki on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 11:28:00 PST |
it's getting hot in here. |
You scored as Dante Alighieri. According to you most of humanity will spend at least some of their afterlife in hell. You have a high likelihood of being exiled, but anyone as bloody fucking romanti... Posted by Nikki on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 10:59:00 PST |
Someone(s) else's words will do. |
love is a place love is a place& through this place oflove move(with brightness of peace)all placesyes is a world& in this world ofyes live(skilfully curled)all worldsee cummingsYour pain is... Posted by Nikki on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 02:55:00 PST |
Sputters, leaks and yet still runs. |
I am a car of sorts. Posted by Nikki on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 09:16:00 PST |