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Wednesday, December 08, 2010
come together and refrain
I guess one might can call it a date.
I've never been on a real date.
Don't think I want to start now.
I don't date because it's uncomfortable
i'm not looking to get married anytime soon
and most people get boring
i wanna have moments
i wanna fuck and have moments
not commitments
and that is the truth for right now
----
with that said
tonight should be interesting
an interesting experiment
like a science project
or something
I've never been on a real date.
Don't think I want to start now.
I don't date because it's uncomfortable
i'm not looking to get married anytime soon
and most people get boring
i wanna have moments
i wanna fuck and have moments
not commitments
and that is the truth for right now
----
with that said
tonight should be interesting
an interesting experiment
like a science project
or something
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Tuesday, December 07, 2010
darkness at the break of goodbye
two lovers
of days past
won't leave me alone and yet they aren't there
so tonight i said fuck em both
and i meant it
i think they are both trying to text me as i write this
my fingers become cold in movement
but not as cold as my heart
they only want to keep me around enough
so they won't lose me
but
then they lose me
in the dark
in the fold
in the shadows of themselves
i get lost
only to find my own darkness
and inside my own fold
i am running away
in the darkness
is where i see myself
and i see those lovers that
i felt so much for
only they were
only part time lovers
no time friends
with nothing much to give
and less i'd want to take
both wanting me half of the time they don't
both still with the space
both still with the disconnect
both still sending me messages in the dark
of days past
won't leave me alone and yet they aren't there
so tonight i said fuck em both
and i meant it
i think they are both trying to text me as i write this
my fingers become cold in movement
but not as cold as my heart
they only want to keep me around enough
so they won't lose me
but
then they lose me
in the dark
in the fold
in the shadows of themselves
i get lost
only to find my own darkness
and inside my own fold
i am running away
in the darkness
is where i see myself
and i see those lovers that
i felt so much for
only they were
only part time lovers
no time friends
with nothing much to give
and less i'd want to take
both wanting me half of the time they don't
both still with the space
both still with the disconnect
both still sending me messages in the dark
Monday, December 06, 2010
piggy in the mirror by the cure
Shapes in the drink like christ
Cracks in the pale blue wall
I'm walking slowly and quickly but
Always away
Twisting twisting to the floor
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry
Song the routine from laughter land
16 white legs and a row of teeth
I watch you in secrecy
Your dying for the hope is gone
>From here we go nowhere again
I'm trapped in my face and I'm changing
Too much
I can't climb out the way I fell in
Jump with me
For that old forgotten dance
The midnight sun will burn you up
Your life is cold
Your life is hot
Your life's too much for words
These occasions are such a relief
Another point another view to send
We start to talk
And it's all so safe
I feed you in my dreams
Footsteps on a wire
High above my head
The stain reveals my real intention
I'm the waiting beast
I'm the twisted nerve
As I dance dance
Back to the body in my bed
Look at the piggy
Piggy in the mirror
Cracks in the pale blue wall
I'm walking slowly and quickly but
Always away
Twisting twisting to the floor
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry
Song the routine from laughter land
16 white legs and a row of teeth
I watch you in secrecy
Your dying for the hope is gone
>From here we go nowhere again
I'm trapped in my face and I'm changing
Too much
I can't climb out the way I fell in
Jump with me
For that old forgotten dance
The midnight sun will burn you up
Your life is cold
Your life is hot
Your life's too much for words
These occasions are such a relief
Another point another view to send
We start to talk
And it's all so safe
I feed you in my dreams
Footsteps on a wire
High above my head
The stain reveals my real intention
I'm the waiting beast
I'm the twisted nerve
As I dance dance
Back to the body in my bed
Look at the piggy
Piggy in the mirror
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| from the painting "The Maze" by artist William Kurelek |
Friday, December 03, 2010
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