I’m sprawled
Thirsty
With smoky fingers
Nostalgic and Alone
With only you
And you only
Breathing through the phone.

propelled by your good thoughts, prayers and vibes i have landed en la planeta ( Read more... )

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i can already see myself
staring out of spanish windows and
into american bedrooms.
someone threw a wrench at me and
i'm going to be traveling concussed.
what do i want?
a warm bed and thoughtlessness.
what do i need?
another wrench to the head.

stupid me, speaking in riddles.

i'm terrified.

pray for me.

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I have dreams about you
where all you do
is sit and stare
sit and stare.
and your tired eyes
your tired eyes.
don't care.

I'm a widower he whispers.
and I awake to the phantoms in fleece.

love joy ecstasy and grass.
pass the dutchie on the left hand side.
ninos desnudos.
i'm looking through those.
dreads.
pssst, baby wanna ride?
lead into the rhythm mass.

my fingers are cold ( Read more... )

Cassatt and french existentialists.
symbolism and chess.
cigarettes and espresso's.

I'm drowsy in this dim lighting.
I'm drunk in this dim lighting.
I'm bothered and eager and unfocused and Europe is calling me back to bed.

Pretty pretty pretty
His face whispered to me
But it whispers to many-one
In company, I’m undone