+ i wish i were with you +

+ i'm in need of passion +

please help.

+ "in another life, when we are both cats" +

my story is thick,
and it is rich.
there have been loves lasted
and loves lost.
but, in the end
all there ever
is and was and will be is

myself.

i was dreaming of the past
and it had been so long
since i had seen you
smile.

the words,
they are here.
they are
swelling.
they are
pulsing.
they are
beating themselves
out of
me.
missiles of molten
stories,
layered like cakes
of lamb light sugar
swept up
and down again.

there is
always
a future.

even after i have
felt
my last lives
smoke their ways
out of my open nostrils.
devils come to
take the
little girl
away!

i have
seen
the afterlife.
i'm telling you,
i
saw
it.

and my days to follow were never so gloomy.
and OH,
you should see the smile on my face.

+ + + + + +

i am listening to:

St Apollonia - Beirut

Jealous Guy - Stevie Wonder

Rabid Bits Of Time - Chad VanGaalen

+ sea of tears +

i love it when i copy down lyrics from the radio, save them in my phone, and look them up MONTHS later to discover that i've been missing out on such fucking beautiful music.

+ When You're Strange +

+ it's time to begin a new chapter +

all i have
is myself.

i need to
count on
me
more often.

it's time.
it's
time.
time.
time.

+ + + + + + + + + +

“You need not leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. You need not even listen, simply wait. You need not even wait, just learn to become quiet, and still, and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked. It has no choice; it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.”

Franz Kafka

+ FIREWORKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! +

Now it's day and I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm
Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before
Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores
It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light
Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite
"What's the day?" "Whats you doing?"
"How's your mood?" "How's that song?"
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night, where we'll watch the fireworks
The frightened babies poo
They've got two flashing eyes and they're colored why
They make me feel that I'm only all I see sometimes

I've been eating with a good friend who said
"A Genii made me out of the earth's skin"
But in spite of her she is my birth kin, she spits me out in her surly blood rivers
All the people life lurking in dominions of a hot Turk dish
If the elephants be reaching for our purses, then meet me after the world with the shivers

"What's the day?" "Whats you doing?"
"How's your food?" "How's that song?"
Man it passes right by me it's behind me, now it's gone
I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire
That sacred night where we watched the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that you're only what I see sometimes