basketball at night
jackets on the grass
two lovers on a bench
she bid us farewell

cross-legged on my bed
sounds of sitar from my laptop speakers
palms gently resting
chest slowly rising
breath exhaling
calm

african kora
twenty-one nylon stings
notes and scales ascending
descending
a tapestry of sound

sleep

ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?

There were 2 lakes:

One where everyone goes
was found on maps and covered in boats
was shallow so, in it, everything grows
and at it's edge the black cliffs rose
down the rock the lake's new water pours

from

the second lake just beyond the cliff
which was fed by a bottomless spring
and still has never been seen

i slept in a sleeping bag in mike turner's bed last night. the night before, i passed out on the floor in the girls' new apartment and woke up in the middle of the night freezing cold. the three blankets piled on top of me did nothing. the following morning i enjoyed tea with alyssa and reading the first chapter in of mice and men. lennie and ( Read more... )

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i'm going to portland!

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i just finished watching half nelson.
pretty good.
broken social scene rocked the soundtrack.