If you forget your story, everything you've been through and around and hidden from and dismantled and glued back together, you can be any one, any thing
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He died at 2:20am. I stood in the dim hallway, my feet stuck to my tears on the floor. I saw him, lying there, looking almost ready to get up, go home, light a cigarette. But he was gone, it was just his body, just his hands and arms and head and jaw, the length of him outlined beneath a home made quilt...
This is the end times, and you revolve around me, inwards, moving to the sound of my heart breaking. I reuse you, a million tiny pieces. You wanted to be just so , and I drew you in in a deep below breath
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A beautiful police man in the emergency ward, dark darkest hair shiny and perfectly translucent. Lost and bored and watching me as I cry and cry and cry. And, another man, a smart doctor with freckles under his eyes and truth on his lips, who tells me, with his eyes down... that my father is dying. My mother makes me angry and I yell and scream
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I hate when, old flames from the past, email you, and ruin your day... And you look at who else they've emailed, and there are so many people. I'd mostly forgotton about him, and now he's back dismantling everything fragile and built on paper. I want to say, go away, you are not my friend, I hate you... but I fear I won't get a response.
1. Write more 2. Swim 3. Move house 4. Stay a non-smoker 5. Save money 6. Be suspicious of all men until they prove otherwise 7. Study sometimes 8. Lose the guilt
I should have left you, I should have tried harder and I shouldn't even be here, in this place where you are leaking back into me like mecury, you don't move far. You are with someone else. Maybe if I had feared less and given less you would have loved me better. You could have loved me more.