She opens the car door in broad day, light hits her from the interior of the jet-black compact. In a smile, always with a smile, she motions to me, lost in a daze of days and suicidal tendencies, she sings. In a tone of forever, she stops and starts the car and right then it hits me how faces often lie, like women have sex for money; sort of a cold ( Read more... )

Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection, but I've seen enough miracles to fill my mind, I've done enough drugs to leave a hundred worlds behind, I've tasted enough cigarettes to know that what they say is true. I never asked for this, but here I am and there you are, alone in a room that we can never leave. So love me two times, because I'm ( Read more... )

silent. this buzzing says otherwise kind sir, and still it's cracking and twitching away. illuminous display, the phone may be ringing but I've nothing to say. yes, such a cold day even though I wore a light sweater. not the air of course, mostly the echoes of memories suddenly forgotten. opiated and still feeling sore, these teeth just won't ( Read more... )

Well, I haven't written in this fucker for a while now, so, due to time being needed to be killed, and a general desire to put something down, I figured tonight's the night. I finished Choke, a piece by Chuck Palahniuk. By the way, thanks Nico. The book sort of left a funny taste in my mouth, even when I stopped chewing it. It's very Chucky, (Fight ( Read more... )

Thank you time for pushing forward, past months of weary dreams and apathy. Thank the Sun for grabbing at us to pull us in cycles, and with one more finished, and 13 at an end, were is time going to place me next? I don't consider this year a write off, however it is something that is securely behind me. I'm not free from the looks, or the insecure ( Read more... )

I never update, yes it's true
I never update, and it makes me blue
It makes me blue for I know I should
It makes me sad because I know I could

So here it is, my little update
But the whole thing doesn't rhyme.

So tonight, I ate around a gram of magic mushrooms and drove to a park in Kettle Valley. In that park there is a bench, and on that bench I tagged Azo and also: "I was here b4 you", which, for anyone who reads it, is a true statement. Sure enough this night wound around to a point of interesting conflict. Two police cars in front of my house, two ( Read more... )

one more little one ( Read more... )

Funny how friendships can mean the world. All I want is to hang out with her, but she's still working, locked from the world. The drive home made me realize a very powerful thing: how fucking beautiful this place is. If only it weren't infested with Animals, but as a human I have a strong sense that we're here to work the land, drink the water and ( Read more... )

Well, first of all, not to sound absolutely completely insane but sweet Mary Magdalene life flows with such a smoothly twisting rhythm. So I've pretty much decided that I'm going to become an apprentice under my chef and spend the next three years earing my papers. After that, Europe, Vancouver, owning a restaurant? I don't know, but having the ( Read more... )