'i swear. found you unusual. my love encased in a cold confine. like a seed sleeping in the rich earth. and when we're all dancing in such pretty. straight lines. am i the only one who wants to place four of my six shots in the speakers and find myself pressed against the floor by the weight of your black ribbon hair wrapping around my thighs. ( Read more... )

'how long will you lie there o' sluggard? when will you get up from your sleep? a little sleep. a little slumber. a little folding of the hands to rest.' ~proverbs 6:9-10

singing in my sleep thinking i was a mockingbird. so i swallowed their bayonet believing it was a worm. but i awoke to find these sheets just such an awful shade of my burgundy ( Read more... )

hold on to that rock till i get back child and you won't be washed away.' but i wandered pretty far and i'm sure i don't know how to get back from here. so i'll swim out into this furious sea with my foolish eyes closed wondering why i keep getting cut up on these wicked reefs. but my safety's back on shore. though i'd cry out. 'hey i'm living life ( Read more... )

fit the second. the bellman's speech

the bellman himself they all praised to the skies--
such a carriage, such ease and such grace!
such solemnity, too! one could see he was wise,
the moment one looked in his face!

he had bought a large map representing the sea,
without the least vestige of land:
and the crew were much pleased when they found it to be
a ( Read more... )

and at long last. my curious intention with a fitting intellect. the fountain clarity. found You in a japanese garden surrounded by the tricarinatas. blush. creeping up to my eyelids and You gave me something worth the birth of a season. these thighs laid out on carpet. faithful. companion i can't help adore. at the mere mention of Your name i'm ( Read more... )

'oh how long could i stand this cold forest decay? i'm sure i don't know. beneath broken limbs and tumbled roots. her hair spread among the black leaves below the maple. feed her your white rot off the tip of a poor clay tongue. unformed distorted image of what you claim to love. she used to be beautiful but it's hard to keep a pretty face when you ( Read more... )

strange thing is i don't feel free. i have an empty tumbler. the anniversary crystal that no one uses anymore. like a dead almond tree. lost my flavor. and i'm falling out windows and into passing cars. oh won't you take me with you? 'cause i can't stand being useless anymore. wherever you want to go it's fine with me. leave me in the desert. i'll ( Read more... )

'putting all the vegetables away. that you bought at the grocery store today. and it goes fast. you think of the past. suddenly everything has changed.' -the flaming lips . suddenly everything has changed

you are the calvary. this movement engaged as a whole. though i am not sure were to take it from here i have been assured in promise. i must have ( Read more... )

'end on an imperfect seduction'. you whisper. 'this noose around your neck. the other end in your hand.' you would suggest i let it slide. stare ahead and i can't see your face. but your theme needs no introduction. it's the hunger in my throat for suicide. that pathetic smile when something inside us dies. shaking. immodest. fingernails that break ( Read more... )

i put this in here to prove that lewis carroll is one of the best writers ever. if you haven't read alice in wonderland or alice through the looking glass then you are sadly lacking of an excellent read. this isn't quite as good but it's absolutely hilarious. if you don't find this amusing at all then maybe you shouldn't read his other stuff. and ( Read more... )