So, little spider, legs daintily placed for each step on your tight-rope/mustering patience like breaths/expending nothing more than what is needed for the momentary survival.

Sophmoric, this attempt at adulthool. Too long have you been at the entrance, too short a length to take a baby step. Not wanting for a reutn to that hard time of la' enfant.Blubbering and stumbling into this country's social graces. A trained chimp wrapped and ready for show time at the circus. I am here. Traveling around the edges of womanhood. ( Read more... )

The innocence of youth hasn't waned with my age/if anything, it's grown tremendous.

I have an understanding swelling in me/cellos are out on the hunt/

I've been seeing things lately, love ( Read more... )

The bruising begins: lightly at first ( Read more... )

Lord, please let it rain ( Read more... )

Apparantly this was my golden birthday, but,. uh, wasn't all that golden. I think after 21 birthdays kind of melt into the background and become just another day. But that's okay. Don't have much else to say.

Dare you to defy me my love? Dare I even think of a name like that for you, my love? what will the fates say in a month when I am sick and you have run back home to her, my love? is this all I can imagine? A second rate relationship, one of fantasy, absolutely no truth to it? When did I start loving pictures? Images of two-dimensions with a quality ( Read more... )

It's nights like these that I can see all dimensions enshrouding us like a blanket fog ( Read more... )