July 28th 2007
tear myself to shreds and lie soaked in spilled liquor at your feet.
a puddle of alcohol and running inks mingling with your toes,
of course, the part of you that is the farthest from your heart.

July 24th 2007
a blind obsession with..
you were never something I could fucking miss.
blatant, abrasive, you never existed as a person
only a temporary feeling of safety
a weak spot I let you violate. abuse.
turn the tables, what [you] ended up with
you should be fucking grateful for.

July 11th 2007
the terrible doubt in your eyes
and the guilt in mine.
punish with your lips, reprimand with your teeth.
forget everything just to remember
the way it used to be.
and fuck what you made me feel like,
you made me feel

July 10th 2007
but you just had to mention it was a girl.
twist the knife. as hard as you want.
in the end, its only you.

July 9th 2007
+ says:
weeed?
+ says:
haha i find it hard to refer to that action as smoking weed
stfn says:
Oooo
+ says:
because it seems lke the sort of thing you have to say colloquially
+ says:
or else you wouldn't be smoking it

July 7th
******
is stealing salt shakers in shoes,
a la metric.
is shoving packets of peanut butter into pockets and pants.
is not walking a straight line, not quieting down.
staring at holes in walls. wires in sockets.
mashed up pieces of plastic in holes.
is repentant, is dehabilitating, defacilitated,
unmotivated, remorseful. crippled.
is a little like losing an armoraleg "evelyn" but
you did it for me so I'll do it for you

July 3rd
lose everything.
you give it all back just
to take it away again.
i just look away
hold up the screen to show you
the last missed chance,
an unsent message,
only,
"this is the low point"

ps:
i charged the phone.
tell me your heart doesnt race for a hurricane or a burning building

July 1st
... and they are all walls.
like africa and south america, we impose these boundaries
lay moulded together but blown apart,
we are lonely continents.
and africa have you stopped to think yet
that maybe this is just as close as close gets this century?
laundry dishes closets lawnmower and
calling you home