tick tick tick, counting down the time before, "this is it." |
Well, I'd reach out... but, that hasn't gone well in the past. I've sobered and isolated myself. The longest since... 13. Four months. Turns out, most of my aberrant behavior was due to the drugs. Do...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:10:00 GMT |
a future we can all be a part of |
I'm not avoiding you.only myself with you.you, is a word, meaning anyone with ten fingers and toes and a face.I have faceless friends with sixteen digits that keep me company.don't feel bad for me. my...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Oct 2009 00:04:00 GMT |
mute the messenger |
let us share our vacuous naturethere is enough to go aroundpawed and pacingstalled and waitinggood luck clownhe'll come aroundno one everclothed in heatherwas as beautifulas when i met herall in tatte...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Aug 2009 17:07:00 GMT |
just for fun. |
same old same old break em' off some day olds the dilemma strangled and left to rot so lay low. She's pissed offcus I jerked offwith her dress on while she watched but the stress is goneso who's loss?...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Jul 2009 23:31:00 GMT |
21 gun salute |
It is true that all self pity and torment is minute. Droplets of water, in an endless sea, all the same size with finite number so large it may as well not be. Yet, each one considers itself the endle...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jun 2009 16:16:00 GMT |
baby doll |
I live off lies and cigarettesobescene telephone callsmidnight hoursyou were fucked by an insane mandid it change your bone structure?I hear it can do that.listening intently to insectwings on lipsthe...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 15:44:00 GMT |
Diphen |
An odd disattatchment...These modern ways of communication leave Antithesis removed from those he is conversing with. It is the words themselves he becomes interested in. His arms swell massive bubble...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 22:39:00 GMT |
uhhh ohhh. |
I dreamt the way it would happen.Mid thrust I remember the dream, tell her, and she is nothing but breath. I'm holding her foot. She is all sprawling movement. Thank god for older women. "I'm going to...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 19:05:00 GMT |
You must do more |
At home there is octopus soup and the ticking time bomb of a phone call he has already made.He does this two or three times a day.Why?Egotism and lust were the reasons in the beginning. Now, he finds ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 22:56:00 GMT |
He doesn't know how to treat people |
The heart ticks out feelings like an assembly line.Like all economies it does what it knows, beyond effect, positive and negative, it keeps pounding the pavement sharpening its nose on the grindstone ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Apr 2009 21:21:00 GMT |
