conversation(s) |
usually not much to sayi guess i'm too shy for my own goodbut i think a whole bunchand i wish i could tell you everythingthe first time we metwhen we ran through the parking lot to catch that moviethe... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Thu, 24 Jul 2008 12:41:00 PST |
sail on |
backs born ceaselessly into the pastmaybe i should cut my hairmaybe notit's a beautiful afternoonthink i'll go for a stroll(wish it was a sail) Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 03:52:00 PST |
a declaration of independence |
yesit's not that i don't need you it's just that i'm "perfectly happy" with myselfi've tried my best to live up to the image that you've created of meit's not workingi'm not perfecti make mistakesi wi... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 10:05:00 PST |
meredith |
four years old,my family moved down the shore(jersey suburbia)i remember walking to the bus stop with my motherthe first day of kindergarten - i was cryingthat's when we met . . .fourth grade,lined up... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 01:12:00 PST |
on my mind |
if you are under the age of fortyhaving a mustache is lame(unless you're a cop)invest in a razor and shavei'll never be as smart as sherlock holmesbut at least i'm not a complete work of fictionmy bro... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Tue, 27 May 2008 01:55:00 PST |
symphony |
(i've been reading sherlock holmes storieslistening to a bunch of philip glasswaiting for may to start acting like may)thinking about music . . .i started playing bass when i was in third gradecan't r... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Sun, 18 May 2008 01:06:00 PST |
today |
it wasn't the worst day ever(we all remember that day)but it certainly wasn't happyit must've only taken a couple of secondsthat time seems so fragilei'm sure he has a family who loves hima wife worki... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Fri, 09 May 2008 11:52:00 PST |
i had no idea |
not a single clueit's almost as if they all play a trick on meand it begins every day when my alarm goes off and i get out of my bed(when i'm groggy and least expect it)that's how it startsthen they p... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Thu, 08 May 2008 10:52:00 PST |
you know what really kills me |
watching that scene in "to have and have not"making musictulips poetry by alcoholicsdriving homepollockscratching a dog behind its ears"singing in the rain"my folksridiculous dancingray brown playing ... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 10:27:00 PST |
it was yellow |
it was about six thirty in the p.m.the time of day that suits me just finei felt like living a littletied my shoesran a comb through my hairbrushed my teethi walked the two and one half blocks it take... Posted by jonathan pilkington kahnt on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 06:15:00 PST |