nausea

life seems to be passing by like tonight.
me coming back tired,breathing slightly heavy,a light sheath of sweat,the street a haze,a dog in the corner,i sing softly,walking back to a house i know is the only thing waiting just a short distance away.
petals for the pools of water tonight.just them.

your carbon dioxide is addictive.
June 30,2008


to which the monkey said..

olfactory epithelium ki aisi ki taisi!!
July 1,2008

from the time i was stuck in the mire...
one of them,i mean..harHar!


I sit here wondering about where I am headed
There seems to be a path in front of me.
Only I keep getting stuck.
Stuck on yes,mostly you
Or what I’m wishing you’d be

These little notes I write to you.they seem absurd to me mostly because I wont talk about them to anyone
I get high on just beginning to imagine the beginnings of a life
You me and here, slow dancing in a burning room
Probably an ideal can live through to only one level
The song has stayed for days though
It doesn’t change
What does change is what I mean
Everyday it changes
I thought about it yesterday

February 27,2007

À bout de souffle

frantic pace. i am happy.there is nothing i want. what i want rests in my hands,i just have to reach out and clutch it. breathlessly sitting down to plan. it seems to be the only way, wait for the 2-3 days of absolute peace you get to figure how to get through the rest of the days,weigh out your emotions out for real now that you can see them.

a character needs to be born
she needs to come out soon
she needs a lead
she needs a face
I need to have her ready

blank words blank faces
still life doesn’t think it needs a break
I could go on forever