the hardest button to button

Jan 25, 2004 01:24

...lust is my enemy...at times, my only companion...lust is the final drop of yearning delivered to no one...lust is a time bomb w/out a future...a past one can't recollect...lust is an unwanted child...a man burried alive...lust is a hole in the ocean...a door w/out a room...a memory w/out a place...a drop of rain in a world w/ no gravity...lust ( Read more... )

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ibeseech January 25 2004, 16:45:26 UTC
i thought of you last night. didn't feel much but love for you. preabsorbed into task-at-hand, mixtape for someone who listens to nothing but classical music. it's rather easy. i feel like i'm stuck in that iron and wine show. those purple lights and overly abundant cigarette smoke. the beautiful boy in front of me who sang along to his favorite song, and only that one. he looked like trent reznor. there were prints of bananas on the wall that i noticed pre-show, a guy in an untucked dress shirt tapping along and drinking a beer to the beat of some obscure blues that my aunt thought was sloppy. my trembling chin watching the shoulder of that beautiful boy as it stayed still. all that blue eyeshadow. all those humble hipsters...

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