September 2009
44 posts
my maker
she’s at the top of supernatural
and she blows my mind
don’t even waste your time
trying to see what I’ve been living
singing in the rain almost all the time
and she’s stopping time
everything before her wasn’t living
i try to kick it with the simples so i don’t lose my mind
so far below her line
until she’s twisting time
when you ask me who gave...
I emerged from a place so dark it took me months to accept
I had survived
nothing looked real
the world seemed a puppet show, a ruse
created to distract me
as my soul slipped through limbo
before settling in it’s final resting place
“It seems the more insane a person gets, the crazier they act.”
– hk, not about anyone in particular, just a little funny I made up today.
fun
we’re on the back porch again, she is adequately sauced up slurring, cross-eyed, rocking side to side, holding her beer close to her face and she says,
” I love being happy all the time. “ The statement was drawn out and cuddlyish.
Who says stuff like that? I love being happy all the time? Seriously? If that is true, and I’m in no position to debate it, could it...
What’s my deal? Why would I have to describe myself as generally unhappy? I want to be seen. I want to hide. Opposing forces with everything. Fun. I have lost the definition. I don’t have fun. I’m not fun anymore, if I ever was. I want to be world famous. I want an audience of only one. I like to pull people to me. I like to push, push them away. I can flow with...
Why don't you hang out with people your own age?
Who? I mean, where are they? I think they are extinct. Maybe everyone my age moves out of state at a certain age and I just didn’t get the memo.
I am fourty and I tend to associate with humans in their twenties, right? Yep. I don’t remember turning down any older group. Maybe people my age don’t have groups, maybe they’re all paired up and stay inside with...
i slept in these clothes
yesterday one of my roommates’ friend called asking if i would go to the bar they work at , rocket bar, in fort worth for their talent show live reading night so my roommate and i went. He sings and plays guitar, i was drinking on the way there and with this no animal product diet i get drunk real fast so i was drunk. Josh played bad ass, the live readers bored me to nausea. It sucks...
“…Did you whisper psychic vows
in the blue vampish beams
Did her...”
– from,”full circle”, the poem my love for her made me write
“ I guess it’s true. I will always love you.”
– my deepest friend through messages in bottles as far as i can fall, there she is
A strange world, indeed. The phone just rang,
and I answered it, but it wasn’t you That sucked. I like it when the phone rings, and i answer it, and it’s you, and i can hear your voice, and you say stuff, and when we hang up i don’t really remember anything you said.
I feel refilled, recharged,
and there’s no questions on my mind
like,...
“I miss you”
– the one I miss
"I accept you, house. Thank you for not falling on...
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Sometimes you feel happy to me and sometimes you feel sad, but you always feel so very beautiful. A singing flower in eternal rupturing bloom with everchanging scent and everconstant mystery.
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