shitty drunk poetry!
there is a point in the evening
just before the dawn breaks when the streets are silent
the occasional car passes by with headlights beaming
like the rays of the sun shinning through your window panes
the world is yours to grasp
because no one else is there to stop you
not even the crickets and roaches and flies
the sidewalks are paved for your footsteps
and then
there you find
the field, the meadow, the park, the hill
you lay out deep in the grass
leaving only your silhouette
and the voice of your body
whose only witness is the sky
and the clouds and that first break of light
---
this is what i do when i am wasted and wandering around austin at five in the morning by myself.
i only wish to had someone to share it with.
went to RGB's bday party the other night with roommate NN. it was nice, mostly just caught up with NN and kept to ourselves. i drank a lot and smoked a lot to try to distract myself from being sad. i guess it didn't really work. RGB is very clearly loved by a lot of people so i understand why her time is limited and why it's hard for me to break in when there are others before me who have "journey-maned in" so to speak.
i'll keep emailing i guess. i'm still starved for conversation here.
no more booze for a while, and no more cigarettes once the pack is finished. no point in wasting it.
green tea. iced green tea.
just before the dawn breaks when the streets are silent
the occasional car passes by with headlights beaming
like the rays of the sun shinning through your window panes
the world is yours to grasp
because no one else is there to stop you
not even the crickets and roaches and flies
the sidewalks are paved for your footsteps
and then
there you find
the field, the meadow, the park, the hill
you lay out deep in the grass
leaving only your silhouette
and the voice of your body
whose only witness is the sky
and the clouds and that first break of light
---
this is what i do when i am wasted and wandering around austin at five in the morning by myself.
i only wish to had someone to share it with.
went to RGB's bday party the other night with roommate NN. it was nice, mostly just caught up with NN and kept to ourselves. i drank a lot and smoked a lot to try to distract myself from being sad. i guess it didn't really work. RGB is very clearly loved by a lot of people so i understand why her time is limited and why it's hard for me to break in when there are others before me who have "journey-maned in" so to speak.
i'll keep emailing i guess. i'm still starved for conversation here.
no more booze for a while, and no more cigarettes once the pack is finished. no point in wasting it.
green tea. iced green tea.