[come on hide your lovers, underneath the covers]

wet skin and smiles,
i'm sure - everytime i close my eyes-
i am warmed by so much more than the cloth
that dehydrates my senses.
i tingle due to fact
and fiction

my reality is free,
             is soul.

this fiction takes me to other places
where i can see blind and
talk is touch.

[this] ( Read more... )

touch me. don't pinch - i was never a fan, nor is it sexual or attractive.

not only was today the most beautiful in the sense of green seas
and distance delight, long hour love, sipped sweetness and earnest play,
today was sweet in the sense of newfound enjoyment,
shared words and laughter, time's ticking talk stopping in it's moment of bliss
and ( Read more... )

(i'm going to reuse one phrase)

talk tight, love right; understood positions and fickle false theories-
we sit in a movie scene reality, in lust-like love.
Benches and boredom, minutes and seconds,
We have characters to play our parts
by light of the streetlamp and creator of the mind.
And I speak of this unknown figure, flawless fixture
put ( Read more... )

dismember blendered figure thought. your words of arrogant stripes strike my streaked eyes of styrofoam frozen feeling.

i've been lost in a cold white space as an arrogant dream storms in from another life i have felt the snaps of lines that bind us all to this world
i have felt such unreal pain and not known what to do, it isn't mine i ( Read more... )

ah ha! you say it's been a while, and to this mild-wild mellow yellow statement, i easily, yet warily agree.

today, we unleash angst upon society as if it is our duty. no, no ( Read more... )

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We hid in chopped liver sand castles until it was okay to come out.
We feared fearing our faces and we feared using our feet to take us places.
They were foreign and new.
We were speechless.
We stood still.

I was scared that I'd be lost in something I didn't know.
...

We worked out this little plan in when we walk by eachother and want to ( Read more... )

it's good to feel satisfied ( Read more... )

Title only existing as a point of reference. Yesterday, I took an hour long shower. And since hours truly are the ultimate representation of where man's time goes, that 1, of me laying-down-on-the-shower-floor-unable-to-get-up-because-i-felt-like-my-face-was-being-clamped-my-steel-tongs, portrays my liking of water.
i used to swim every day.
not ( Read more... )

last week i wrote down a list of things i really like, but i lost it. as for now, my feet are really cold and i can't stay awake.

now, i've grown accustomed to looking at my inner eyelids in my perpetual state of about-to-pass-out. i want to talk/speak/think/feel/be about a lot of things:

- we are accepted. - we are rejected. - this is not about ( Read more... )