Eight million words don’t say anything ( Read more... )

Aliens in his dreams
Was an alien on this Earth
Tried to hold on
Tried to grasp on
What we can’t control
Pass it on

We all wanted
To understand
Reached our hearts
Never enough
Never enough
Pass it on

And when he ran
We ran with him
Didn’t try to stop
Just watched him go
Watched him go
Pass it on

Yeah, there are years
Arm on a clock never stops
Little kid grows
Little kid goes
Did I say enough?

Yeah, there are tears
But the heart always stops
Little bit wonders
Little bit drops
Did I say enough?

No matter
I always try
The best I can
Is the best I cry

Never,
Never,
Never gonna outrace that clock
But I follow
Gonna follow
‘till I drop

Distance it seems
The enemy of friends
Time will have its toll
Lovers down the hole

Try to hold on
Like a grasp in the cold
Fingers get so numb
Eventually let go

Don’t think I don’t love you
When I cannot forget you
But life gets so big
I cannot hold you
And you
Cannot hold me

But I want you to know
All those times we had
Are like cement in a

I cannot feel ( Read more... )

distant disconnected thoughts
meandering in my head
a thought lost cold and blank
I'm sure I'll remember when I'm dead
half-there half-out-of-reach
half-submerged in purgatory's hell
these are the constraints
of moving on so well

just so you know Doug, I did read your short story of sorts. I feel like I should try some of the same. just writing stories, even if they're tiny. the idea first appealed to me with our final project for illustrated story last semester, when Joel had us adapt a short story from a selection into a minimum eight page comic. when I say short, I ( Read more... )

another year is reaching a close. I was thinking the other day about the passage of time, the whole "time goes by so much faster the older you get" thing. the way it appears to me, the older we get the more time we spend trying to get through the day, through the challenges and fores and the complications that make life what it is. our goals are ( Read more... )

yep.

I'm reading The Grapes of Wrath for the first time. So far, it's an excellent book and very well written. Interesting thing happened today. I got out of court and had the book with me, and while I was waiting for Christine's sister Alex to come pick me up, a man came by me and asked me for a cigarette, which I gave him, and then he asked for one ( Read more... )