After all of that. After the streets, after the sheets, after the heat, after the sweat and the tears, and the loss of everything, over and over again. After the fights and the nights that wore holes in his soul. After the storms and the screams and the end of so many things.

He lived.

Now he will live. 

we walk along, so often it seems, with these little secrets and bullets and counterbalance, weighing down our pocket thoughts. the change to pay the toll ( Read more... )

ive decided to leave a few of these things here for any of my friends that remain. its been 2 years since i was last here. i hope that everything has changed. let me know what you think.

lower case resting place, a shoulder never far. obscurity delinquent fequently insecure in the veiw from this distance. post partem departed the pre party discarded and left to a volturous decay. instant the position, claustraphobic the tension,long and weary the longing apprehension. to see any change to his face.

there is none.

long shadows. eyes burn in the fading light. you do not know me anymore. you only almost knew me then. always on the verge of things, never quite a part. taking down names and dates and love and hates, so many things, repeating them again. talking of meaningless word worlds, song sounds, street. you saw us, but felt nothing, and because of it were ( Read more... )

I dont sleep much. it comes and goes in waves and rushes. it crashes around me like the smallest ember of nuclear winter. all that is left is the echo. all that remains are the stains. piled high in the corners and shadows, under the busses and under my bed ( Read more... )

i heard you, hearing me. distance seems to accelerate the sound and bear witness over time line to crime scene, alone with obscene thinking, sinking to drinking and brinking on breakdown. and yet, the sound. my word, perverse and all curse , asail the raw nerve, detail the lost love and call to all heard. take a long turn and face the false hope ( Read more... )

i watched from sidewalk safety. she had made an unexpected move unprovoked. was i to react in similar fashion? should i have smiled and made good my passing by ( Read more... )

it is too much for one man to carry. too many numbers and names and faces. all that dark, all that cold ( Read more... )

lesser ( Read more... )