Dec 29, 2004 07:23
sometimes i wish i were a cat. a cat or pillar. oh jesus it's late. fantastic.
dan just woke up to go to work. i should go to bed.
i've been writing a song tonight. it's a digital jazz piece. it's going rather well.
call me dearest so my dreams will exist beyond the walls of my mind. so that pink is all i will see and love is all i will hear. i'll bring don't break the ice, you bring sex.
i'm listless, left lackluster losing ladies by the ladle full, living life lacking loving, lusting like a little lad loading legs in leu of lag.
as the sun rises, the boy rests.