And now I fall in love with somebody everyday
As they step aside when I'm walking by, or smile at something I say
But I promised you it would never get in the way
Of stability but the joke's on me, cause you were the one who got carried away
Oh, you got carried away
Well he carried you away

THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren’t only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the ( Read more... )

lately i notice as i drive i space off and see cars coming up to an intersection.
i imagine they don't stop, and they drive straight into the side of my car.

            December twenty sixth-the day that little Rebecca joined my ballet class. I remember that the night before the snow had drifted terribly, and I almost cancelled class that week. I remember that my wife was six months pregnant at the time. I remember that I never knew a little girl could change my life so much. I’m getting ahead of ( Read more... )

you wake up at night,
or haven't fallen asleep.

you don't know why, but something isn't right.

you open itunes, and listen to a band.
and their lyrics mean something to you.
your stomach kinda tumbles, and you have a
backwards feeling.
an awe-stricken,
empty feeling.
and you seem detached.
they move you.

this is that night.

they are this band.

You were right, ( Read more... )

and if i put this revolver to my head will god turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man?

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ( Read more... )

Swimming, I’m relaxed. It’s just me in this vast body of water, with no one anywhere in sight. I don’t know how long I’ve been swimming, but I’m not tired, so I’m not worried. Floating along, time loses its essence. Minutes meld to hours. Days meld to seconds. My senses are one, and they all feel the same thing: Relief. But then something assaults ( Read more... )

Eight songs later, I arrive at work. The old man sitting next to me has been stealing glances towards me since I took the seat, and though as much as he tries to feign disinterest, I can't help but notice his akjsldf;jd. As I get up, he grabs my arm. I turn, and finally take a good look into his face. His eyes have a glossy, vacant look, and his ( Read more... )

Blythe Newbury is my name. And this is my epitaph. I began riding the 3:45 “F” train three weeks ago. And since then, I’ve not been the same. Now, riding a new train might not sound like that big of a change, but it’s not just the train. It’s the stop at 5th avenue. And her ( Read more... )