I read the post from last night this morning and realized how obnoxious it sounds.

eh, it happens.

mmmm, breakfast time.

It's killing me, bit by bit. It ought not to and I suppose that it doesn't kill me for obvious reasons, stupid and petty reasons. It's just that the people I rely on generally aren't related to me ( Read more... )

More random thoughts from work. I wouldn't really call any of these poems, although I give them titles. They're more ... journal entries, I suppose. They aren't refined enough to be called poetry ( Read more... )

Every now and then, I suprise myself. This is one of those times. I'm actually actively digging myself out of the hole I fell into a while back. Slowly, but surely I think I'm getting there. It's little things that begin to add up. A few big things, but mostly little ones.

Step by step, I'm becoming a reasonable human being.

I feel myself falling

all to bits,

like that half-assed

art assignment

(I took art because it's

easy)

made of broken things

held together

with that shitty

lipstick glue.

Chunks of mine

are sloughing off --

bits of plastic bottles,

the smell of vodka

and firewood,

the CDs

I scratched all to hell.

Graying ash

flakes away

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I don't have much to say, it's just that I was on such a roll that I thought I'd try ank keep it alive. You know what they say, a rolling stone gathers no self-doubt.

what?

---

oh, wait.

actually, I do have something to say. Can we all stop obsessing over prom, please? It's aproximately eight months away. Do the limos really need to be ( Read more... )

I woke this morning tasting sweetness,

and I rolled it over my tongue (without

biting, though I was sorely tempted).

The flavor, cracking into little splinters,

tumbled off and stuck to pink gums as

tacks to board, and I really needed to

floss.  Standing, bones clicked back

into erector set joints and belonging,

still, to neither waking nor  ( Read more... )

Stop, time, now.

Freeze and

don't

let

go.

This day you'll

want to

later remember

--Later being

on your deathbed

(breathe in out

in out in out)

because what other

later

exists, really?

Later is the

end with

completion

Stop.  Period.  Now.

later is finite

so hold on

cling

don't let go

(breathe in out

in ( Read more... )

wow. i feel like my life has just been turned upside down. i'm still in shock, honestly.

i'm not sure if i will remember today as the beginning of the best days, or the worst. either way, i am certain that i will never, so long as i live, forget it happened and that i will think of it every day for a long time.