yearning for those ( Read more... )

running fingers through the ropes
binding
makes me feel like a child
cold hands
destinctly disturbing figures
im sailing away
phone rings
yadda yadda yadda
and on with my day
550 napkins are the next thing on my list
on the things to take over my life

people running
splash it hits the floor
im moving so fast
tripping over wires
leaning against the wall
i cant get up
i feel the rumble of the day
the breath of tommorow
my phone is ringing and i can smell you
climbing through my window
tasting my back
dreaming about that day

the noise makes me sick
like a peice of bare steel
rubbing against my thighs
seeds all over my hips
in my eyes
i can feel the life
i can hear the tiger
new cds and fucking excuses
i dont have time
i dont have feelings
and you dont have a damn thing

atomospheric ( Read more... )

talk whenever you want
lie about your father
and please
above all
tell me you love me
feel my hands brush against your warm face
tell the world your not ok
look inside the package
it contains yourself
reread your own pages
make sure you didnt miss anything

swirling past the opening
dodging the mist
imperfections left unknown
it doesnt matter
my neck is tense
i walk over to the couch
lay down the pillow
and sleep with her
pushing harder and harder
not much of a fight
longing
just longing to be let go
so i helped her
helped her to
just
let
go......

shifting open
smelling the frost
balancing my life now
and that faint memory
cats running down the hall
chasing mice
teasing birds
dont disrepect me
drinks
a light smoke
a house
on the edge
of a cliff
left there for dead

where do i stand as the people around me die
flipping through the pages
breathing in the air
the very scent of it amourous
still
very
calm
im standing tall in the wind
free in the sun
cold in the dark
im sad
where am i when the people die around me
where am i

i miss the rain
and the tabs on my skirts
walking in the dark
chills on my arm
a sharp diffusion of light
i long for things the way they were
the way i miss them
the way i left them
in tact in my mind
beings fallen
finger bleeding
relatives gone
asleep in a puddle under you
i wait for the time
when you bring me back to normal