everything is so strange
in a good way.

i have three words:
more fake blood.

i think i only like to write poems
about night:
the street sighs
as the night continues
and the music plays
cool cool
wordless sound
playing concurrently
with the sound of night

oh nighttime is to be spent alone
willing the conscious mind deeper in
through caverns of intention
which are best understood
after an arbitrary conversation
with a stranger
interpreted after lights go out

what is this night made of?
this night is organic product
mixed with the metal of man.

+(((((((((((())))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):::::::::::::::::+

rainy day
really attempting to gather my life
into one basket that doesn't have any holes
in it.

i can't explain everything that has been happening
lately but a lot of it has been awesome.

"I’ma shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse"
-cocorosie

how do i explain the events of the last 23 years to anyone let alone myself?
future me is so pissed.

effigy.

creepy cool abandoned pool by my house

no i am not thinking about it.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Indie boys are neurotic
makes my eyes bleed
tight black pants exotic
some loving is what i need

But hey
I'm startin to feel okay
Lucky number nine
hooray
-from lucky number nine
by the moldy peaches

Oh, the green grass
grows everywhere
thick & sweet
like skin
green, green, green,
tall & slender stalks
shouldering buxom blades

Oh, the green grass
is growing from every corner
shooting in tufts
out of crooks & cracks
of rocks stacked into walls
pushing through
the smallest of spaces

Oh, the green grass
grows
in such beautiful patterns.
-me

summer, summer, summer.

dandilions are everywhere
with bitterswet pungence.

"I dream of jeanie
then fucking her obscenely."
- written in study booth in arts
and architecture library

cigerette
finally,
like happiness
i gave in.

(listening to broken social scene and
freaking out about how good it is.)

i have nothing to write really.
ugh.

that one, he's a tall drink of water.

sometimes i wonder....
about a lot of things.
i am full of thoughts...i am thought full.

i almost forgot what today was.
and then i remembered and i wish i hadn't.
f.