December 2009
100 posts
the imaginarium of doctor parnassus
I want to see it.
should be getting this soon
when i take the sky train to work
I leave poems, and lyrics on the sides of the seats, so someone will find them.
how can you love someone
if you’ve never been loved
I'm so tired
I haven’t slept a wink
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alcohol;my widow
Alcohol; my widow watches As the wiley sin, Still with mirth Beneath their skin Upon my window sill
Crystal breath Still scolds my ear, 10 orchid fingers Evil steer Towards the Murdering lurid moon That swept my Boat to kingdom come.
Italic print My waking dreams And forfeit All my should have beens Melt from the blaze Some unkempt shame And pin with poppies to my...
money is like us in time
it lies but can’t stand up
no one ever said life would be easy
that fate would leave us to walk on water
don’t you realise that it’s what you make it
and you’re choosing to drown
happy birthday mother
52? 53?
cold like fire