Aug 30, 2007 14:49
We are on totally different planes, man, our orbits aren't going in the same direction and yours has a funny looking axis. Every motion of yours is malicious somehow and that's still probably just me. lordy, lordy, i here do proclaim that the Enemy is ourselves! cruel things will always confuse me. I'm terrified of hell. familiar Stranger who always sits steaming in the underworld of the ununited teenage scum of a flashy valley, When will you stop staring into shadows? it's solitary and you're seeing phantoms constantly. You've always done it and I assume you always will. but i wonder if you know that acceptance
it's a choice it's a choice it's a choice jesus christ maybe you won't ever smile in where you are. maybe you won't ever live earnestly. you, yes, you, from forever. see this ridiculousness I feed off of? why make it so easy for another devil like me?
burn through a trillion Ginsbergs, born blue boy, pathetic aesthetics, beloved lost one for basically ever, already watered kindred roots to a foreign fruitful tree, faces faces i don't see really so I read but company's false and I realize I am talking to myself again.
Micheal was right; The LA river at sundown has enough smudgy pastel colors to form a modern day monet masterpeice, complete with cement walls and and inch of green blue purple pink lavendar white yellow.
Oh, brother, i'm a big air balloon.