on black and white television
grandpa's doing lines
as we walk the streets
like zombies clutching
brown paper bags

we celebrate as though
life itself is a holiday
and we have tickets to cash

consider us
living proof of god
who smiles like moons
watched from rooftops
or mountains
but never alone

the wind like shadows follow
until we're empty as clouds
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always a piece missing
bigger than monuments
or smaller than a molecule
you knew of young and silent death
you knew how to avoid
and you moved through life
with beautiful precision
like a knight on a chessboard

this was your masterpiece:
not the painting
that you washed in the sea
but the blank canvas that remained

sad as bus people
we slept like ghosts and woke to snow
melting in our eyes

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If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.

monday was a very good day. didnt make it to school.
but did make it to the strip and the movies.
school has been kind of depressing lately.
i wish everything could be simple.
and i hope everything works out for everyone.

one year ago today, one of my favorite musicians died. Steven Paul "Elliott" Smith. The album he was working on when he died was released on tuesday and i purchased it yesterday. I could barely stand to listen to it, but it is amazing and beautiful and im so glad he made it. Its just terrible for me to think i will never go to the record store ( Read more... )

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