Jesus loves me,
yes I know,
for the Bible
tells me so.

We stepped out of the last plane ( Read more... )

I find myself,
now that you are gone,
drinking beer by myself
on my front lawn

I'm just a sailor fighting for my Olive Oil. But if this bloody art is the only hope for this world's survival, then get me off this mic before I start crying.

My great-grandfather was a nervous man,
who couldn’t drive, or if he did, refused to.
Once his son could see over the wheel
he drove him to the post office, the bank,
the office on Boylston Street
that I myself may have visited as a young boy
or else merely seen in a picture-

I think the word which best describes the "opposite" of depression is "fulfillment". For myself, at least, depression is the inability to be fulfilled by those things by which I would otherwise be satisfied. This explains (in principle) the concurrence of depression and loss of/severe increase in appetite and sexual drive...Biologically speaking, ( Read more... )

Animal
Band
Cat
Dog
Elephant
Fantasy
Granule
Heliotrope
Imiquimod

memories of don ( Read more... )

I should be pressed to the palm until absorbed,
born again from the cuticle, hardened to guard the fingertip,
to be a part of but not to feel when it glances some skin
or presses into the flesh of a fruit whose
juice then pools over it-
sticky, viscous, sweet-

I have been told that my elusiveness can be intriguing, and that my intrigue can be attractive, and that my attractiveness is more a sort of sexiness, and that my sexiness is quite captivating, and that being held captive by me, though titillating, is often excruciatingly painful because of the chafing of the wrists.