November 2009
2 posts
my life is revolving around…
first aid...
October 2009
41 posts
There are hundreds of paths up the mountain, all leading in the same direction, so it doesn’t matter which path you take. The only one wasting time is the one who runs around and around the mountain, telling everyone that his or her path is wrong.
the sweet, lovely extremely talented regina...
WHY? will be playing in asheville tomorrow night,...
“i wear the customary clothes of my time, like jesus did with no reason not to...”
– WHY?
i was walking down the road away from my house. i needed to get out, to breath. i was dragging my feet through the crisp leaves thinking about how over the years some of my friends and i have replaced our words with smoke. we’ve filled ourselves up to the brim with silence. and we’ve overflowed. we’ve begun drowning each other with secrecy and stillness. so much stillness that...
lets save the hungry kids
the ripples in the water are like the wrinkles in your cheeks. smiling and gleaming and thirsty. its almost impossible to not break backs in seattle when the cracks are all so close together. like dried out mud in canyon land. god almighty i miss a boy’s smile like its my own home. way out in the middle of nowhere in the no time zone. and there’s someone back there on the other side...
if only we were all as lovely as she
where has all of the inspiration gone??
i can try and try and try and write and write and write but everything that pours out of me seems so… feckless. i’m trying to figure out why this is. maybe i should just go on a walk.
Magnetic Fields
“Eligible, not too stupid Intelligiable, and cute as cupid Knowledgeable, but not always right Salvageable, and free for the night Well my heart’s runnin’ round like a chicken with its head cut off All around the barn yard falling in and out of love Poor thing’s blind as a bat Gettin’ up, fallin’ down, gettin’ up Who’d fall in love with a chicken...
easily
i wonder, i wonder why everyone hides. what are you hiding? i know you are hiding something i can tell by the silence. and i’m storing all of my intuition in my chest its blocking out my breath. and i drag and i drag and i drag to calm my nervous voice. so i am hiding too, then. and its a cycle that is easily dizzying.
mama
speeding tickets
my heart refuses to slow down. the fuses in my fingers are sparking they won’t calm down. jelly beans are clouding my vision. we don’t know what it means, how could we make a decision? we’re just whipped cream, we’re just a melting dream. my hearts gonna get a ticket if it doesn’t slow down. yeah, my heart refuses to slow down. delinquent heart don’t you dare...
a song i recorded back in the spring. sketchy...
old and odd looking back
Serendipity floods the streets and you are a walking contradiction. Am I such a disaster that when oxygen hisses through my teeth my heart sinks and I look away hoping you wont notice? Come on now, I am, as you know, the one who cares the most of all. Thick, thick, thin. Think again, why don’t you? How I continue, how I continue. I could hear the blood flowing through your veins and the gears...
we are candy hearted and the sun is reaching out for us. reaching out to try and focus. to warn ourselves of shining temptation. shining temptation is just around the corner. in do time, we do it all of the time. a whole one, a hole in one.
overlooking and leaking, you are beaming energy worth saving. like the fire keeping me, please keep me. i wouldn’t dare say put me down. don’t put me down. i like it up here. i like it under here, are you really so scared? so scared that you have to get up? so scared that you look away? sure we are crowded but sugar is so good and so sweet, my fingertips are covered in this reality....
i try to count the stars one by one but they keep going out.
so i ask, does that count?
laying on my back atop a silver blue cloud.
even with every star and every loud mouth cricket
i feel by myself.
beside myself.
wrapped in smoke and mud
in this grass
gazing up
i feel by my self.
beside myself.
sure as the sunrise
sure as the sunrise
sure as the sunrise is beautiful
hope ringing souls
we blink away at that long shivery winter
under blue moons with smoke tainted oxygen
your hearts in my heart as if i am splintered
dug this grave a thousand times
slept in it ten
settle for small buds in soft lighted spring time
i can’t imagine that ice
moths sweep my skin longing for yellow sunshine
wisping fast towards false light
i close my eyes to this harsh crowd of skeletons
...
“I hate clever sons of bitches
Who can’t leave a girl alone
To rot in...”
like everything else
we were all just different shades of one another. struggling up and then crumbling down like everything else. like the trees and the leaves and the stars and our posture. we were always inseparable, always golden. holding each other up, standing on our tip toes and letting it all roll out, loud, at the top of our lungs. with our tongues sticking out and a very vulgar but very meaningless thing to...