I'm in the final stages of moving, just have to figure out how to get out of here.
Again! Again I sit here staring wondering why I can't write, wondering why I don't
feel anything in spite of the changes, why I've gone back to feeling nothing. I could
list everything that's happened and look and think, shouldn't I be feeling something?
Shouldn't I be ( Read more... )

I flick my finger and the burned edge of this last toke drifts into a paper cup filled with yesterday's glass of milk. It's a good burn. Fed up with Hendrix I switched to Mono to ride their emotional rock instrumentals that have more meaning and communication than any lyrics I've heard. It's a good burn.

An hour goes by and I'm starting to blaze ( Read more... )

beep beep
i havent written in this for a while now
i almost forgot i had it
i was 3 1/2 hours late for work yesterday
for some reason i thought i had the day off
i realized how much ive let go
so much

my back aches and my body is covered in a slimy film of sweat
i drag one more breath from this joint and toss it on the floor
listening calmly to the dire ( Read more... )

Come ( Read more... )

Jessica says,"A good writer can make a brick interesting ( Read more... )

There was a few moments when I was in the mood to write something creative and then I completely lost it. Oh well. Another time I suppose.

Update:

-Officially working for Air Canada Ground Handling Services. Great benefits and co-workers.
-Decided not to apply to Creative writing: Not interested in professors or programme after further research.
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sitting on the side of my desk i stared for a while at a cup of water
the cup itself was purchased at the dollar store
the water
well
 it came from the tap
i think it has been sitting here for 3 nights
jess likes to leave them scattered around the apartment
it's like of like rabbit droppings
you know where she has been
what she was doing
and then absently
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Everytime I see you falling I get down on my knees and pray
- "Bizarre Love Triangle" by New Order

Besides the catchy synths from this song I managed to puncture a few secrets of the Blogging world. Something worthly for my alter-ego, Frankie Concord would be able to expand upon.

Unfortunately both me and Frankie have been on a hiatus and somewhere ( Read more... )

Incompetence?

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( Some Defiled poetry? )