truth be told my eyes are to heavy to write..still my mind is full..
night two…I rewind (as I usually do) the events of semester 3…I learned to write research and comparison papers. . somehow..I got into horrible fights…I yelled abandonment..and now I begin to sink slowly into an unknown place…I ask shell and ma the [...]
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Hail the Conquering Grads
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song, do you think it's a-a-a woozle?, in the usual way, if you know what i mean on May 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Cars don’t Start Without Keys
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song on June 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It’s a shame
But I am glad of it…now the day starts as ours..Feelings are severed…silence in exchange for 21 years of relentlessly deafing emotion
You cut a huge hole in the wall… Outside looks so pretty…If I may say I feel like I am in the middle of being born again…
You are carving me out..I am [...]
Squint
Posted in What doesCrustimoney Proseedcake mean?, and as he climbed he sang a little song, eeyore has lost his tail on May 17, 2008 | 1 Comment »
It might be because I was wincing from the blow being dealt
I saw it happen I felt it coming
Like tax season
I am squinting
The whole time I have spent looking in his eyes for my reflection
I saw a cowardly girl…shy…awkward..ugly…talentless..clumsy….she can hardly speak…red faced…always…beet red….shaking….and blind…
I was squinting…I am not positive…but I think her eyes were [...]
What Time Told
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song, in the usual way, if you know what i mean on May 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I can remember it clearly….The day we began…It was a new year….I had new fear …of things no one could know….
Did I grow?
Wisdom…Does it last…when time tells me otherwise…Do the imprints remain engrained upon the changing..
Did I change?
I hate words…I love words..the contradictions found in life..and the one’s I heard so clearly do they fade [...]
Tired
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song on March 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve been getting 4 hours of sleep on a good night….
I Looked at art tonight
I felt like Felicity tonight…and I wondered if it was a good thing..Skyscraper..Indie music..coffee..and the artistic…Monet was even there…Jesus was I with you?
I am to tired to analize because It will come out badly for all creatures invovled
I want this time [...]
Why the stars?
Posted in What doesCrustimoney Proseedcake mean?, and as he climbed he sang a little song on February 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Breeze flirts with my hair
I cannot take my eyes of of you
This is something new
I was remembering summer nights of yesterday…teasing Argentinian man..and a short jewish man
and the dreaming was grand
I went back there tonight and yet somehow moved forward into freedom
He doesn’t know my name..but I won’t think of him
Becasue the stars were out [...]
letting go
Posted in What doesCrustimoney Proseedcake mean?, and as he climbed he sang a little song on November 27, 2007 | 1 Comment »
He called me out again….sheepishly I came….
He tried to draw me into his arms…. I resist….Can I trust You?
Before I ask I know the answer, but life has taught me distrust…His eyes display compassion no one in the world knows… My pride is strong….His arms are stronger
My reflections clearing up…I am humbled by what I [...]
Monday
Posted in What doesCrustimoney Proseedcake mean?, and as he climbed he sang a little song on November 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I dreamed alot last night…I went to sleep with Shane and Shane blasting my ears…
You are clean I am dirty you are clean so unworthy you are clean Dirty so dirty dirty It’s what I’m wanting
the time has come to gutted Are you ready for this?
…and then she found her brain
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song on November 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I am sure one of the worst feelings in the world is being late for work
and even worse is being totally ignorant of it until much later when your brain catches up with your body
and thats how it started
But I was missing l.a. today I need security Like Heroin
and I [...]
Fall
Posted in and as he climbed he sang a little song on November 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
in the usual way I began
and in the usual way things continue
It was a cold rain I stood in it I know you saw me I looked for you
We talked today for awhile I did not hear you Mushy minds
Foolish hearts bound and binding ”I am a whore I do confess…I put you on just like [...]
