the last track on waiting. |
your bare bones are showingbut skin is what i came here fori gotta sound check and load inbefore i can come homealot of people love youbased on what you do for thembut i loved your deep voicegypsy sou...
Posted by jilly on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 02:14:00 PST |
crown. record player. waiting. |
i am still waiting.i am musing on waiting and the idea of waiting...still.in my musings, my muse remains the same.so here they are...--------the incurable sadness. in you.lives in me too.the tears you...
Posted by jilly on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 02:31:00 PST |
i am learning how to be a monk. |
none of them know and none of them are. this is a two person show. and a drink in the park. i'm thought and tone an idea at most. i'm alone, untouched and you should know. we got time. but time's pass...
Posted by jilly on Wed, 23 May 2007 09:25:00 PST |
secret speed |
i hadn't had rhythm in so long. i hadn't had rhythm in so long soldier. i didn't have rhythm at all. i never had rhythm at all 'til you shook. i never heard the notes right. i never found the right ke...
Posted by jilly on Sat, 05 May 2007 10:11:00 PST |
my obsession with waiting and the idea of waiting. |
i was waiting. for something. i was never sure what. but i always maintained that i would recognize it when i saw it. but now i get it. the waiting. the waiting. holy s...
Posted by jilly on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 06:26:00 PST |
the lies i tell, i tell so well. pile up like snow but never melt. away. |
i made this bed i'm in. but i can't lie in it. without him. i'm getting thin. we've been through this and back again. and i made this stage play up. now i can't see what's what. i'm growing bore...
Posted by jilly on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 08:25:00 PST |
never learned to pay my bills. |
seems like books build character. like paint and rain and maybe even alcohol. (but all this touching...takes its toll...and rubs and scratches at my soul.) don't go.
Posted by jilly on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 07:34:00 PST |
splitting lips. |
things were looking down. trying to sleep on the couch in my own fucking house. but i ventured out in the cold with a hunch and some smokes. peacoat, shitty poetry and a taste for the right now. sipp...
Posted by jilly on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 09:51:00 PST |
wine and waiting |
I'm wearing slippers at work&and I look like a mental patient.
my band broke up. And I should be upset. But I feel relieved. I wrote the record I needed to. A story of waiting....
Posted by jilly on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 11:18:00 PST |
ari speaks anew |
i've spent months moping around my apartment going back and forth on a diet of coffee and earthworms that's left me mostly skin and bones but winter's over and i'm taking off all these old clothes th...
Posted by jilly on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 04:09:00 PST |
