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Shay

About Me

I live in a quiet place, where any sound at night means some thing is about to happen: You come awake fast—thinking, what does that mean? Usually nothing. But sometimes...it's hard to adjust to a city gig where the night is full of sounds, all of them comfortably routine. Cars, horns, footsteps ... no way to relax; so drown it all out with the fine white drone of a cross - eyed TV set. Jam the bugger between channels and doze off nicely. Profile Generator

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My Blog

soma

As gone are the ashesof a worry in mindis the place in the cornerthat carries you byand so in the senseof seeing the signspause to reflectand leave it behindsold are the singersto the circus of lifeco...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 13:58:00 GMT

A Year After - Sanity Still Says.....

Diary and perfectly pointless rant.....Well, its been a fun filled in the factory of life of late.  Sour representations of images faded.  Kettle is now in the room.  Paranoia is creepi...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 17:44:00 GMT

Was it in the warning?

A mixture of moments likelyto seperate the starsfrom keeping all those maybesfor the person that you areconfusion over coincidencelikely to remainin spite a lot less talkingregretably to blamesongs of...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Dec 2007 03:54:00 GMT

Anywhere But There - Metaphorical Blur

i think it was in the morning, sometime last june, i awoke to find the sunlight, echoing the room, with only honest gestures, of trying to find my home, i seem to see it soothing, everything but my so...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 15:16:00 GMT

I Dont Even Trust The Clouds Anymore

There is nothing like a momentthat takes it awayfrom the fear of the theoryof trusting the daymaybe its the madnessof knowing too muchno questions for answersno soul to touchim waiting for timeto make...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 15:28:00 GMT

Apples For April - With A Twist of Irony

Phwoooooooooooooar!  With the exception of acceptance and a pointless perception. -  I would make it till dawn. Tempting a morning with my wide eyed yawn.  You see, Its all so clear, wh...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 18:58:00 GMT

1 2 3.......

do a little wee four five six bush blew up the towers. I feel like human cattle being programmed with orders on every billboard, surely the real 'graffiti' Taking orders from the voice. I dont wan...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 15:21:00 GMT

Consumercation

A moment is neededto remember the timeswhen elegant lipsconfused me with liesso pretty in changewith your eyes over thereso honest in blameentangled with carei need not assumptionsof ordinary touchthe...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 01:43:00 GMT

Satisfactory Seduction - Prelude to Promises

Today i fell asleep in the bath, i closed my eyes for just a second and without warning a scream of seduction so shallow and short made my eyes, repeat, look and distort.  A new medical...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 05:56:00 GMT

Rags and Reputations

I think you know   But anyway, like i was sayin.....I sat motionless in the morning, with the breathe of the night still echoing in my thoughts.  I remember regularity sometime last spr...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 13:55:00 GMT