Write a poem write a song tell me a story of long long ago we sit we talk we tell the tale of live and long contrived I love you you are loved oh no oh god its been gone for so long we go along and now its gone. We sit and wait for all the news this child is mine I've caught the cues and hues of life within me grow and grow along inside me long ( Read more... )

I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready to go to leave to find a way to go away to be me, free and able to know what I am who I am where I am. These shells and bottles collecting my dust envelope the silence that becomes a must because the ones who surround me most I toast to you who think you know me who think you feel you know me most. It's funny ( Read more... )

And I'm not talking about a cytoplasm.

Heh.

No, really, I got a new cell phone and it is in dire need of phone numbers in it! I twould be absolutely wonderful if you could send me your cell/house numbers at fragilestaticcircus@gmail.com . If you in turn would like my new number...just ask! I don't really want to post it online...rape is bound to ( Read more... )

I want to write sometimes I just want to write until my mouth is open wide and nothing is coming out except words words words glorious glorious words all removed expulsed released so precisely from my body. Oh how I yearn yearn yearn to be free of this confusion this this complete lack of sensical whimsical thought feeling being. I wish.  Sometimes ( Read more... )

Yesterday oh yesterday what a wonderful wonderful wonderful day afternoon evening spent reflecting and contesting many long laboured thoughts. It was a day of fantastic magnitude. Magnitude. Boring it may have been but monumental I assure you. Old friends new friends gather round tell me stories from now. From now and again. Tell me the stories ( Read more... )

So my cell phone is currently on the fritz...as in I can't use it at all. So, until I get a new one, feel free to call my house until 9:30pm. Bleh. Sorry.

I braved the snow that night and walked for an hour to meet, allowing myself to feel fully for the first time in months. She listenend while I cried. It it it was amazing. Drifting in and out of consciousness drifting drifting drifting in and out. "Have you two even met?" Nice to meet you. I think we've met before. I cried she listened. "You can ( Read more... )

What the fuck have I been doing with myself lately? I really need to clean up my act...yeah.

So sorry.

We sat in the car listening to all his sonic masterpieces just absorbing all of our thoughts. Talking was optional, as most of our other senses were being opened inside of us as we were just sitting there. Just sitting. Just listening. Just absorbing. "That's such a good way of putting it."

I fell asleep and the snow began to fall.

I dreamt of ( Read more... )

Mat, my offensive and often chauvintistic coworker never ceases to torment me. This is the extent of our conversation in passing after he came to work to relieve me after my shift was over.

TESS: Hey Mat!
MAT: Hey Testiclees.
TESS: Are you going to come see my play?
MAT: No. It's a waste of money.
TESS: [Sigh of annoyance]MAT: Oh wait, that's ( Read more... )