"it's all the same fucking day, man."

[and that day, it'd better be yr life.]

i will own these:

www.marygreen.com/products/productview.asp

with or without a lover to peek at them and/or rip them off with his teeth.

(yes, i'm dream-undie-shopping instead of grading midterms. and no, i can't afford anything pretty at all, but a gal can dream, can't she?)

i've always felt all-goddess-like in autumn. i will haunt these streets (as i will even when i'm dead because that's what poet-activists do! we haunt!) as anyone i wish to evoke through costume on halloween and i bid thee come experience the holy transubstantiation of the flesh at snugs this year because nirvana-paltz will be exploding my soul all ( Read more... )

and you have shattered all of my dreams!

"mexican blue" by jolie holland is so beautiful i could die ( Read more... )

also, you know you've fallen ill with a bad case of the love-sick blues when you wake up alone only to drink coffee alone and to crawl into yr favorite bob dylan tee-shirt and look up every version of "hallelujah" ever played ever.

i wish it were raining today.

last night bob dylan asked me how it felt to be all alone and i wanted to cry and say "lonely ( Read more... )

i just want to be held.

"it's a harsh welcome to reality," says my father in response to an email asking for his thoughts and prayers for various people in our lives. one friend's mom died while another friend is in the hospital yet again while my mechanic and my father's closest friend in the northeast has mere months to live. i feel sick. i'm sending my positive energy ( Read more... )

i'm crawling back inside my head to listen to the most goddamned loveliest melody, my heart beating I AM I AM I AM I AM I AM because inside my own blood that ebbs and flows with the moon yet is running very very late for a very important date like a certain rabbit, i am safe and warm like a child, like a little girl, just like a woman ( Read more... )