The introspective and the self-aware. The ones who know change and write it, who write change and know it. But we are writing nothing, or at least I am. Because these words catch in our throats, caught like leaves falling matted to the streets beneath skies threatening rain (The clouds are the [...]
Category Archives: words
Lets find ourselves wandering:
September 15, 2008 – 3:13 am
Tonight’s good for that.
It’s breathless, and husky, and lush. Thick with billowing warm air. If this were October, it’d be cold, but it’s not. So tonight’s warm and the air is October-weather breaking, wanting. You could feel where the cold would come from, but it’s not there, and I’m just lost for ideas, wandering beneath [...]
Our Eyes Are Watching Tragedy
September 9, 2008 – 3:19 am
and praying for avoidance.
The rest of the nation is numb to our crest-falling hearts and the stopping of déjà vu in our hearts and throats; we remember while they forget.
…It’s not convenience that’s made us this way
Emo Kids Wear White
September 9, 2008 – 3:13 am
I wear gray.
And tell you the answers through parted lips, sifting through secrets like they were nights in summer–long and drawn out; hot, sticky with sweat, and memorable.
After we had passed each other, I was walking along the avenue chasing your shadow.
leaving was the answer
August 23, 2008 – 3:21 pm
…we searched our lips for.
I told you it’d be something like that.
We were fate, and you were left wanting; forgetting in the nights spent with music like clicking clocks and passing cars. My fingers passed over the fabric of cotton and linen, breathing the quiet air and stillness of forthcoming forgetting.
We’ll pack and wake up [...]
we’ll never grow out of this
July 6, 2008 – 5:54 pm
and we’ll scream these words at the top of our lungs until we can’t anymore.
there’s not much else to say.
consider these words as the future
June 26, 2008 – 2:00 pm
…and we’ll prophesy, even if we’re not sure at all.
the last thing we want is to not know. then, it’s as if everything we’ve done and everything we’re working for is for nought. there is nothing scarier, that knowing nothing. except for knowing everything–then we’d have to face the future with absolute certainty [...]
we’re done, finally
June 26, 2008 – 5:30 am
god, this is breathing easy for a while. yet, leaving in the sunrise seems so pressing.
maybe i’ll breathe easier when i get back.