so what are we doing for your birthday billynda t?

on days like these the glimmer in her eye is darkened by the muck. the muck that her and i share. i wish i could scrape it off without hurting her and clear her vision. i wish i could wash away the wall that seperates her from herself. on days like these she sits on the bathroom floor crying into her knees. on days like these she sits on the fire ( Read more... )

for my wife:
i feel honored to share in such nightmares. what you see as your terror, i see as your beauty. thank you for sharing the nightmares. thank you for your strength. thank you for being so goddamn breakable and for letting me break you over and over again.

last night we were the delicious wolves. thirsty tongues brought pleasure tides to ( Read more... )

First Name?: ethan ( Read more... )

i dreamt of her again last night. the mermaid. she's bringing me more poems. this city is great for writing. it might have something to do with the fact that you're allowed to bring your own booze and drink it at the cafes. liking canada. but my wife needs to stop shopping. she's out of control here. does shopping make everyone woman this happy, or ( Read more... )

why do i keep getting emails from urban outfitters and american eagle?
i have been dreaming about a mermaid lately. she visits me and gives me poems.

i should have been a girl with the way i can dance
my moves are amazing!

SHE IS TOTALLY IRRATIONAL ( Read more... )

hey miss billynda ianassa t.
what are you doing today? i'm all yours.
fuck did that just scare the fuck out of you too?

sometimes i want to grab her by the scruff of the neck, smack her, and make her look in the mirror and see what i see, what everyone else sees. i could curl up on the floor with her and sleep for a two weeks without ever missing the sun, the moon, the stars, the air, the sky, the streets, life.