struggling through
congealing emotions:
thickening, sliding
down in slick globs.
splattering,
acidic.
unnecessary bits of
useless sentiment,
borrowed from the
dangling fringes of
heartskin.
this torn flesh
bores uncomfortable holes into
boring conversations.
insides screaming,
ripping,
biting,
clawing
at dreams that grind
against the rusty
vibrating wires of
whatwas.
fragile coils
bellow and crow,
bending forward,
snapping back.
brokenness grabs
patience by a frayed edge.
pulling,
twisting around crooked knuckles.
unraveling.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
A Stereotypical Blog Post? Nah.
"How was your day, on a scale of 1 to 24?"
"Yellow."
"Smiley face yellow or pee yellow?"
"The kind of pee yellow where somebody pees, then doesn't flush the toilet, then somebody pees again."
"Yellow."
"Smiley face yellow or pee yellow?"
"The kind of pee yellow where somebody pees, then doesn't flush the toilet, then somebody pees again."
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Fast Backward
--STOP--
--PLAY--
"I wish I could just rewind it all."
Ouch.
Funny feelings.
Maybe it WILL be okay.
Sigh. .... Sigh.
"It's not hard for me..."
This is getting easier.
"You don't have to go, I'm telling you!"
"Do you like tomato soup? How 'bout instant pancakes?"
Look, a lucky bamboo, just for me!
Boom, a hurricane.
Two more days
Three more days
Four more days
Five more days
....
"July?"
--RWND--
--PLAY--
"I wish I could just rewind it all."
Ouch.
Funny feelings.
Maybe it WILL be okay.
Sigh. .... Sigh.
"It's not hard for me..."
This is getting easier.
"You don't have to go, I'm telling you!"
"Do you like tomato soup? How 'bout instant pancakes?"
Look, a lucky bamboo, just for me!
Boom, a hurricane.
Two more days
Three more days
Four more days
Five more days
....
"July?"
--RWND--
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sense and Sensibility
"Don't ask for time off, if you get the job. I just don't think it's sensible to go right now. I mean, it hasn't been that long since he left, and I've been going over the numbers. It's just not a good time. He's coming in October anyway, right? [Most likely not.] So you can just see him then, and we can save for you two to have an amazing time when he's here [like the World of Coke for the eightieth time]. I appreciate you offering to pay for gas, but I don't think that's a wise way to spend your money."
Thursday, August 5, 2010
School?
Well, it's official. School has started.
I'm in the best class of my life: Lit Mag.
And I have an incurable case of writer's block.
Awesome timing, brain.
I'm in the best class of my life: Lit Mag.
And I have an incurable case of writer's block.
Awesome timing, brain.
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