A match and some clouds. |
you look up at me, from the game on the table.you size me up and take me in.every gesture, every texture i am covered in.the pieces on the board aren't what the game is really played with.as i stare b...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Apr 2009 01:53:00 GMT |
a long time coming... |
okay, so hard core Fans are gonna be mad at me for this but, i only started reading the Half blood Prince because the new movie is comeing out. there. that dirty little snippit of truth is out.REGAURD...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:18:00 GMT |
meh, so what else is new? |
you love me. that is not a reason to make me stay.when you are told that by someone all that means is "i can make you do what ever i want." how could i even stay as long as i did? was i daft enough to...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 00:16:00 GMT |
Grounded. |
on friday i got a call some where at around 6 in the morning that i ignored. when i did finally wake up at around eight, i learned to my great and shitty dismay that my car had been stolen,crashed and...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Feb 2009 21:38:00 GMT |
the tale of a couple of things. maybe i will write more of it later. |
the world is a strange strange palace. palace looks like it is spelled wrong. but oddly it is not. i love typos. tangents i get off on them. get it? Tan-GEnts? buh-dum BIng! i hate english. i am just ...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Nov 2008 09:00:00 GMT |
separation |
save your breath she saidshe shuts the suit case lying on the bedhe looks at herher hair escaping in strands from her no nonsense pony tailoveralls covered in dark stainsshe looks backhe hasn't gotten...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 08:08:00 GMT |
Attachalize this... |
Attachment is the source of all Suffering. this is one of the teachings of the Buhdda. One i have found to be true. Attachment in my expiriance, often takes the form of Expectations...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 23:46:00 GMT |
abstract thoughts after a downward motion. |
how i felt as i fell from the sky.calm and alarmed there was really only two options, hit the ground or learn how to fly. you can guess which i had greater sucess with. though i have wings they are on...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 19:21:00 GMT |
i whine, and just for a change of pace, write more haiku. |
i need to get out into the world more.i really need to mix my things up more, like i have gotten far to comfortable just hermiting it out here.i stay up till all hours (my average bedtime for the last...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 01:37:00 GMT |
My Unreal Brothers |
Last night i Dreamt that i spoke to my Mother in something that felt like what i imagine Greece would feel like.Bright Blues and soft Grays,Breezey and bright. So we were at a temple thing or so...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 15:58:00 GMT |
