while you are away
my heart comes undone
slowly unravels
in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it
with a grin
our love
in a ball of yarn

he'll never return it

so when you come back
we'll have to make new love

momentary pictures
washing over
when I shower

this immediacy

pulling strings
parting yours
hindering parts of three
always

I did
I Still
I Once

Three things have brightened my mood this week.

1. Pauline letting me know she received my parcel

2. Erena telling me that Damien Rice is playing at the Tivoli in Feb 07

3. Seeing the draft for the exhibition invites

...

20.24 and I, am lonely
20.24 and I, drank beer soaked in sexism this afternoon
20.24 and I, wanted to see a movie tonight
20.24 and I...

am not a cunt for you to fuck

anymore

i think i like the power

...the dominance

i'm almost sure of it

but really, I have no power at all.
with you.

and I am mad. 
just like every other time.

Nausea because I feel guilty
and I am worried

...I have been emptied by you

"Oh God could it be the weather
Oh God why am I here
If love isnt forever
And its not the weather
Hand me my leather"

so tired but mildly amused with myself at the same time. I feel good about today. I painted, which I haven't done in a while. I re-arranged my workshop studio space and worked on two old canvases. I realise, it's OK to paint sometimes. experimenting is nice but I forgot what it felt like to dabble intuitively with paint. the mellow glow that roles ( Read more... )

little pixie ate her words and watched the dawn of her sentences, trickle down his skin, til she could sleep no more