Wide-eyed |
off-puttingmy thoughts, rendered audible, slip swiftly from my throatit is perceived from your heavy starethat my words are of substantial notethe room quickly grows quietas all and sundry become awar... Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 17:06:00 GMT |
Fated For A Friend |
An AffinityWe are architects of everything,each nugatory article we see.We spend days perfecting peaks & pinnacles,and hours fine-tuning every sprouting tree.We'll contend with any obstacle,my second ... Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 22:22:00 GMT |
Buoy up, Baby... I have just the thing... |
Back Rubsinterchange:his mind in mine,and mine inside of histiptoeing as to not disturbhis contemplative cognitive fizzI surrender:to his digitsto his caressing finger tipsdire memories quickly wane a... Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:28:00 GMT |
Gay Bar |
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 08:05:00 GMT |
Missing Your**** Manual? |
Instructions Give up the world; give up self; finally, give up God.Find god in rhododendrons and rocks,passers-by, your cat.Pare your beliefs, your absolutes.Make it simple; make it clean.No carry-on ... Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 18:49:00 GMT |
Tempo Di Interrogazione |
Duped. Deluded. Diiddled.what's convenient?what's suitable?what is fitting for this affair?should I pretendwhen I'm at wit's endthat I don't own a single care?what do you like?what do you need?what's ... Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 20:48:00 GMT |
Jettison Your Judgment |
Moment's Musingsuffering swellsI can't controlthe blinking of my eyesthey throb and achemy temples quakewith each uneasy, batting sighI stroke my thoughts"slow down, relax"coaxing them into a calmI ro... Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 10:39:00 GMT |
The Trouble With Dani |
What They All Saylittle sister: yup, that's mepat my head, tell me I'm sweetwatch out for me, cause you'll always "care"then laugh me off and mess up my hairbut several drinks laterit's to hell with f... Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 08:21:00 GMT |
For Sale |
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Holiday |
When It Rains On Holidaytouching time and bending spoonswe're whisking air and speaking truthsfloaty tresses filter the bubbly lightrays shine through to impede our sightso we'll slip on shades of pin... Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 23:16:00 GMT |