Wednesday, June 30, 2010


last night
was like
one giant
it was her and

Sunday, June 27, 2010

sketches to my sweetheart, the drunk

i would like to go to that little house on Rembert street
and lie in the grass
like he used to.
i would stare out into the sky and pray to him...
or maybe there would be silence.
this year would erase itself and it would be 1995
and he would be there beside me, smiling-with his eyes closed.

you see, i see it.
i want to believe this.
but he's not here anymore
but his music allows him to live forever.

art is fucking heavy man.
it can do that for people.


my dreams are full of real things...lately.
people of my past are in full effect,
i'm telling you- it's vivid.

if i could go back...

(i'd rather face celibacy than be caustic)


this past week has been quite eventful.
i've learned a great deal about some of my friends.
i've learned that my girl is ok...thank god.
i've learned that my restlessness makes me scared.
i'm learned that i will never leave Sylvia Plath.
I've learned the full value of Ayn Rand.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

on my pillows...

this week has flown by
middle of the night
cowering into the emotion that we never reach.

i want to fall asleep on my lover's chest
and dream of her.

this weekend is ours.

Monday, June 14, 2010


i'm bored out of my fucking mind here at work.

tonight, tonight...and it's not even 5 o'clock yet.

here's looking to tomorrow.

Thursday, June 10, 2010


i feel a little overwhelmed
but it's all for the good.

i'd rather feel ovrwhelmed than underwhelmed...
and that is how it's been for too long.

finally, let's get things started.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010


today was disappointing.

the older man in the gym fucked with my head.


there were some positive things that happened.

we will see how this all goes.

Monday, June 7, 2010


this week i have been preparing.
some things i'm ready for, some things i have no idea what is coming next.

eyes half open, eyes half closed.

forever dreamin'.