What Doesn't Kill Us Defines Us |
So... because we were moving my last day of work was Friday the 25th. Monday the 28th we found out we can't move into our apartment until July 1st because of electrical problems (??). Why she couldn't...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 00:40:00 GMT |
I Can Gather All The News I Need On The Weather Report |
It's funny... when things are stagnant and nothing particularly new is happening I always feel this need to write about it. But when there's actually something happening I have no urges to write. It w...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 15:36:00 GMT |
The Sweeping Insensitivity Of This Still Life |
Oh my, my, my
My baby, baby, baby
If I could, I would sweep you off your feet.
I would be bold,
I would be daring,
And in the reflection of your pretty eyes,
I would glow like candlelight.
And my g...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Mar 2006 02:43:00 GMT |
Sailors Fighting In The Dance Hall |
I can't seem to think of anything to write about anymore... and I was bored and procastinating sleep, so you all get another survey. None of you read my blogs anyway, so I'm sure you don't mind....
Posted by on Wed, 07 Dec 2005 03:00:00 GMT |
Ticking Clocks |
1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?On my cheek... the day after I was born I scratched myself down my cheek with my pinky finger.2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?White paint, plaster splatte...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Nov 2005 02:05:00 GMT |
I Was Onto Every Play, I Just Wanted You |
I wish I could crawl inside other people's heads and wrap my body around their thoughts... just absorbing their emotions through my skin.
Just to know what someone is thinking when they're looking at...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Nov 2005 13:48:00 GMT |
I Flew Once In A Flu Fever |
I feel like a dog chasing it's tail... And I can't stop because I'm afraid I'll get dizzy and throw up.
I use big words to prove that I'm smart because my concepts alone aren't good enough with...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Oct 2005 23:30:00 GMT |
Oh, Beautiful Release |
... I'm tired and my skin is too warm ...
... I'm tired and something has to give ...
... I'm just tired ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Sep 2005 13:48:00 GMT |
Highway Cowboys And Smoking Giants |
There's this old man in Cromwell who I've seen a few times in the past three or four months and I saw him again the other day. He wears a black cowboy hat and rides his horse all through town. It's a ...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Aug 2005 13:53:00 GMT |
It's You |
Sun kissed, freckled cheeks
And flightly blue specks
In moss colored eyes.
Spit moistened lips
Curling at the sides,
Preluding to a smile.
She's watching the sun set
And sinking in its last light;...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Aug 2005 15:22:00 GMT |
