Dear Sophia |
I miss that February, that shortest month of the year, even though my phone bill was crazy and I thought my roommates hated me. Twice, I thought of you today, beyond the normal thoughts, checking my c...
Posted by Jonny V on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 12:13:00 PST |
106 |
We feel urgencybecause we've never been invadedNumero Uno of industrial nations,threatening us and our neighbors,has never tested our bordersWe are scaredbecause we've never had a suburbflattened by a...
Posted by Jonny V on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 02:08:00 PST |
105 |
Trapped between the tick of the clockand the sound of the wind outside, I find herAnd she told mebetween jokes and stares, minute things, defensive and judgmental, of all that the sun worked forWithou...
Posted by Jonny V on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 01:40:00 PST |
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After a while it became too strange and surreal. I couldn't stand how monotonous it was. Everyone who came in had money while I didn't. I joked to a coworker how I envied everything they have. She lau...
Posted by Jonny V on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:42:00 PST |
I'm tired of writing numbers for titles, my shit sucks anyway |
Now I love no matter if they say it backthat's how it's supposed to beNot this attaching to a responseNot using love for a reactionNot saying things you don't feel to keep...And then I have to wo...
Posted by Jonny V on Wed, 30 May 2007 03:01:00 PST |
104 |
We could remember Capitalism distilled us, twitchinginto rude moments and marked dayswhere we were supposed to be joyful, so says the calendarThat's a beautiful storefrontAnd with money we yell at the...
Posted by Jonny V on Wed, 30 May 2007 02:47:00 PST |
103 |
Please tell me moreBecause there has to be somethingbehind all of the facial expressions, glum and avoidant, scared of peoplemicro-managing from egoLife is hard, but not as hard as we make itIgnore th...
Posted by Jonny V on Wed, 30 May 2007 12:05:00 PST |
102 |
So if these brushstrokes can be lyricalthen they speak faintlyof now being an endof aiming for a later Where she decided to smileAnd he starved more for truth, whateverthe spelling of the word st...
Posted by Jonny V on Sat, 26 May 2007 11:44:00 PST |
101 |
Names pile on topof other namesthe insomniaof business cards on night standsThis cinder block chips and crumblesthe wind unrelentlesserasingSo fight backand strangle the wordsKick and scratch with tho...
Posted by Jonny V on Fri, 25 May 2007 05:21:00 PST |
100 |
Off of the balconythrown off the side of a motorcycleinto the games of water and gravityWe all want to flyCement so heavy it smashesSo with this, she says,nothing really matters, life is a day in...
Posted by Jonny V on Tue, 22 May 2007 12:27:00 PST |
