i think i'm retiring from livejournal. if you are seeking me, i can be found here: http://raptureiv.tumblr.com/

 distracted unbearably ( Read more... )

Inquiries re: New Friendfolk

(?)

"Have you been told

you resemble that ethereal harpist?"

It had been observed

twice,

didn't settle as true until the words were yrs.

Unfair: yr hips shuffle

with the rhythm of a woman released,

sexually satisfied.

Yr mouth reveals moist

shades of violent red

(absorb me there, shelter me there),

except when you are singing to ( Read more... )

and in the evening and noontime my heart is full and content. i will soon master rising time, seeing as my chest has made habit of emptying herself during my sessions of sleep and nightmarish head-phases. sitting on my mattress, balmy baby blankets and nude pillows, i am warm and more confident than i have been in months. bring it on world, bring ( Read more... )

i love to love to be in love. i love to love to make more love.

this isn't my house. this isn't our house. and it isn't my space. a house is just crowded space. my space has (happily, i think) dwindled down to my limbs, torso, head and heart. i am most intimate with myself, quite literally. sometimes that's a bummer, because i can be poor company, and it is when i have these thoughts that i am at my lowest/ ( Read more... )

hey pat, if y're reading this i am in love with you. if y're not reading this, i'm still in love with you. come home and lay in some blankets with me.

i want you. i want you here. i want you here now ( Read more... )

it's been a while. still don't have much to say and, beyond that, i've run out of creative ways to say nothing.

Arcade Fire will always mean cooler weather saturated in warm, warm memories. Especially Rebellion (Lies).

My chest as warm as bellies as left by Grandma's fresh pot pie. And it's leaving me oh so sad. Shake it shake it shake it.