When do you sleep?A few hours here and there at night until the non-sleep catches up with me and I crash during an afternoon. What smells do you enjoy?Cheap imitation cinnamon. Perfume and cigarettes on clothing.
Archive for May, 2009
Posted in Blogroll on May 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Nice man. Quite awkward for someone his age though.
“…you seem like a very happy person. You smile a lot, but maybe it’s a front?”
“Sorta. I am happy at times. For the most part, I am. I guess. But at the same time, I don’t feel much of anything.”
Then, I start playing the game. Because I’m [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged boring, cut and paste, dreams, experimental bullshit, literary collage, perception, questions, reality, really on May 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Experimenting. This isn’t as seamless as I’d like it to be though.
I drift off to sleep. It’s what I do when I’m bored, or lazy, or depressed. I start class, Intro to Psych, and I am unbearably unhappy. The scene changes quickly. I keep following my friend around and I ask her to hang out. When [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged drinking, food, shore, talks, vacation, walks on May 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’m sitting outside, chain smoking. I spend the rest of the night following him around, asking him questions. He peaks my interest for a while but, like most people, he doesn’t hold it for very long. We’re on the floor in a room and he keeps telling me that I move too fast. I can’t [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged drowning, forcing, oceans, revisits, second trips, unfortunate, waves crash on May 6, 2009 | 1 Comment »
the beginning). I am writing this in haste making the mistake of exposing four day old callouses ripping them open for viewing sharing their contents though it’s far from the right time to do so.
On the phone I tell her everything. She says I shouldn’t get so… honestly I’m going away soon and I’ll find anyone I want someone [...]
Did I ever tell you that I got my favorite band to write a haiku about me? Well, I’m not really that special. If you filled out some odd questionnaire, you got one.
How would you like to die?I’d like to implode.
Who is your favorite person?My cat.
a last thought before
your implosion flashes bright
who will pet Soho?
Look at [...]