January 2012
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broken + broken
“If there is a hell, I hope it finds you.”
You met me in the middle of my escape. See, it’s not your fault. I stopped to take a breath and we walked. We walked together for a time. But, this is still my escape. This must be where I finally make it out. See, it’s not my fault. I blame the time. I blame our speed. I blame my legs. I blame my feet. I blame my...
December 2011
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November 2011
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Taking LSD was a profound experience, one of the most important things in my...
– Steve Jobs (via squish-face)
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Dancer
Does she move in you the things you thought so still not so long ago?
Does she move in you?
Does she chase your dreams into the fading sun just to convince it never to go down?
Does she chase you?
Does she light a cigarette at dawn on the balcony of a hotel neither of you can really ever afford any other time than now?
Does she ignite you?
Does she pull you close and kiss you on the...
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October 2011
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September 2011
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Forward.
I haven’t updated this in quite some time, thus I’m certain I’ve lost a few of you.
However, do know that I’m out here/out there. Know that I’m making the same noise I’ve always made, only louder and with more alcohol. Know that I’ve been living and learning, though not necessarily in that order.
—
very soon:
New Beach Party (!) songs.
The...
June 2011
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May 2011
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Silver Spooning
monster sleeps
in monster bed
Dreams
of boys and girls
monster never
moves beyond
“You have never seen the world.”
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April 2011
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Mattress
I followed the breadcrumbs
Never got fed
I sleep in a coffin
Sure I’m not dead
I read all your papers
Went straight to my head
Praise to no god
Hard to digest
So I’m putting on weight
(beers for breakfast)
but this coffin won’t expand
this winding trail of breadcrumbs
leads only to the
End.
March 2011
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Fade to Black
Stands in door
Cigarette
We’ve had this fight
before
I’ve memorized my lines
I’m the director.
Places
Places, please
“Will you just listen?”
Rolling.
“It’s not your fault.”
Try it again
“It’s not your - “
No. Again.
“It’s not our fault
It’s not anyone’s.”
Cut!
Print it.
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Pop.
I will not be
No!
I will not be
Push me to some edge I have read about in
pop novels
yes
names we all know
a heartache we can all recite:
“It’s alright,
It’s alright.”
I will not be
No!
I will not be
Drag me down to some happy hell I have sensed beneath the
pop songs
yes
notes we all know
in a key we all can find:
“It’s alright,...
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Single Digits
I was asleep
my bed’s a dream
i smoothed some frictions
you know I’m never coming
i’m never coming
clean
I was asleep
the beautiful girls
have the cheapest nosebleeds
you know I’m never coming
i’m never coming
clean
I was asleep
the revelations fall into place
like the tiles in your bathroom
where I rest my caving face
You know I’m never...