it's not the height of a building, but the weight of the body leaping from it. there's something about inertia and negative sixteen "t" squared minus initial elevation.  if you can reach the bar, they say raise it.  can you imagine facing a fear, say free-falling, by jumping from an airplane only to discover your equipment is faulty?  you'll ( Read more... )

admitting you're something is so much easier in isolation, but solipsism can't coexist with codependency. bases are the basis for personal developement & unfortunately mine relocated eleven months ago. intelligent people discern meaning from context, subtext. pretexts are unavoidable, but the base, the base, should always be sought. please ( Read more... )

finding familiariy in first floor corridors & dark rooms with red lights. is it true that most people cry with red eyes? it seems odd that non-actions can infer so much disrespect, but no one expects a heavy rain when [sk]eyes are blue (in hue versus in tone ( Read more... )

she's always someone other than herself in person. so when i see her, naturally, i wish for elongation of reflection. "sight & tact"- in the archaic, of course, because "tactFULLNESS" is one of those hyperbolic kind of words people would rather not be weigh[t]ed by, or near for that matter ( Read more... )

i'm often abandoned when i speak too matter-of-factly about facts & matter.

she wanted to be a quantum physicist. national geographic, M.A.C. attack brown eye-liner. are scientists not civilians too? she said it's, lyonaise or some such bloated nonsensical french utterance. she slept on my bed, cannila spice. my hair is up in arms, broken fingers ---fractures "to" & "from" mail. love, love, lust. tahiti in pink - ( Read more... )

i have a problem making friends, but it's not that i want to impress, no, it's that i want to BE impressed. i fell asleep with black mascara on & gold eye-shadow from europe, after a day in the city, in a new pair of jeans, on the floor of my living-room, coffee in hand. do you stay away to remain mysterious. or do you stay away to retain your ( Read more... )

the resolve i've been looking for, it's been awhile & some phases have finally located their finales -just in time, maybe, a little too late-. i feel like rocks-on-shore-under-ebbing-tides.rotting-wood-under-feet-under-black-sky-buzzing-powerlines.super-light-cigarettes-&-green-lighters-melting-plastic-string "on a cold night." on a, cold night ( Read more... )

there's something about lasagna, you know. the smell, or maybe silent [g]. i thought today, eating a box of it frozen/reheated, that it was perhaps one of the few things i haven't rejected in this 19-month-old life. i remembered then, however, it was the first HALF of ONE THING/DAY/REASON -although, no reason was involved- that forced a finale ( Read more... )

today, i'm wearing the world ( Read more... )