Tuesday, December 14, 2010

You're a clock that reaches before time
but doesn't guilt trip me

A welcome drink that doesn't charge a penny
and gets me inebriated just right

You're a punching bag that never deflates
and keeps a permanent smile painted upon your face

How everything I do is decoded to "cute"
is beyond comprehension of my pals and I

Like the cheeks of mine you love to pull
you're a mould that bends anyway without complaints

A peaceful, serene outdoor you resemble
that seals me from all things that I'd like to escape

You got in my head before I could realize
You know my no's that mean no's and no's that mean yes

And I am happy that I finally know
the sappy maniac I never thought I could be!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

fallen breadcrumbs
collected over time, she gives birth
to magic mushrooms

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Posted this same day last year and though I've stopped counting, it remains one of my favorites. 
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365
I said, I said
give me one chance
perhaps
a little more time
but I steal my line
to imagine
you said, you said
When was it my business?
it will only be
if you torment me
but you won't
so
I wonder, I wonder
was it about me
or never at all
and I hope it is
your inadequacies
but
I still, I still
reminisce
your pressure
here, here and here
I could show you
if only you were here.

I would say
I don't care
yet
I know, I know
and heartbreakingly so,
its been 365
and I'm still counting.
 

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