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So much for leaving my live journal on a permenant hiatus, eh?
Not that have anything interesting to say, but it is a sort of release and a good excuse for me to shit out some words for a while. So here goes:
I had a good time in Vegas. It was great to be out of Atlanta for a while and to see Sherrod again. In Sin City, I somehow refrained from sin. No sex, no drugs, maybe a little bit of rock-and-roll but it was mostly in my shoes. Convergence itself was a bit of a let-down (and I went in prepared to be let down) but I got tattooed so I am happy. I got the voodoo doll swallows I've been wanting on my stomach. You can view them here. I also came home to the news that the forearm portion of my left arm's sleeve has been drawn up and I have an appointment to have that done a week from tomorrow. Good times.
I have not been writing. And when I have, I have not been writing well. Samplings of what I did in Vegas can be viewed behind this
Are you who you said you were last night
And does it matter when you're waking up alone this afternoon
Are you happy that he slept there by your side
And does it matter when you could have slept wrapped up beside the moon
And did you tell him you were gonna say goodbye
Had he not left before you waked
And did you tell him you were not the kind of guy
Who was into second dates
And did you tell him that sometimes
Some of this felt like it was a mistake
But that was then
When this is now
It doesn't seem so bad
When you're waking up alone.
***
The sun rose in summersaults off the windows of the buildings
You were still sleeping in the idea that morning seemed so far away
The only thing that kept me silent through the watching of your waking
Was the watching you leave before the words could meet the day
And I'm walking down the foreign city steets alone
The neon signs couple redundancy with vacancy as home
And I'm singing you to sleep now that you're just a memory
Yeah, it's off key, but it makes the night complete....
***
so does he kiss you like you kissed me
or let you drive away the night
holding your hand as shoegaze bared in
through the speakers of your truck
and do you tell him when you kiss him
that you've "never felt that kiss before"
you mean his lips right?
you're not down-playing mine
and does he know about the night you cried
so much and i held you til you calmed
does he know about the mutual ex we swore
that we were over, but you weren't
and do you tell him like you told me that
"i think you are worth changing my whole life..."
guess you were right
guess a change was always coming
~~~editor's note:though i know who this was about, i'm not sure where or why it came from.~~~
***
I give to you the oldest song I ever knew
With its story book twist to fit
Your personal synopsis
Of the current
Who's to say that everything won't go your way
If you're persistent enough with your
Square peg, round hole approach
I'll sing to you with every word of it off cue
And out of line you'll find
I'm running headlong from my mind
Just give me time
And I will sing to you so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
I'll lie to you if it's what you're wanting me to do
With a smile so sincere revering
It will be the obvious
And we'll discuss
What took us so long just to see we didn't know
But now we do, here through
We'll stand the test of time to prove
That lovers can be true
I'll lie to you with every word of it off cue
So you have heard the words
You wanted us to see there all along
I'll give you songs
And I will sing to you so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
Maybe it's wrong to make-believe
In love's
Affinity for beauty
You could say the words
I'm dying not to hear
And I'll be there
And I'll be there
I'll be singing words so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
***
But I did return from the trip refreshed so perhaps I will start writing again and making something worthwhile come from a pen. Or better yet, perhaps I will start doing something with my writing.
And this entry goes stale as I've said all this before.
As emo as it sounds, I think I just need someone to come along and hurt me so I have something to whine about again. Heh.
Not that have anything interesting to say, but it is a sort of release and a good excuse for me to shit out some words for a while. So here goes:
I had a good time in Vegas. It was great to be out of Atlanta for a while and to see Sherrod again. In Sin City, I somehow refrained from sin. No sex, no drugs, maybe a little bit of rock-and-roll but it was mostly in my shoes. Convergence itself was a bit of a let-down (and I went in prepared to be let down) but I got tattooed so I am happy. I got the voodoo doll swallows I've been wanting on my stomach. You can view them here. I also came home to the news that the forearm portion of my left arm's sleeve has been drawn up and I have an appointment to have that done a week from tomorrow. Good times.
I have not been writing. And when I have, I have not been writing well. Samplings of what I did in Vegas can be viewed behind this
Are you who you said you were last night
And does it matter when you're waking up alone this afternoon
Are you happy that he slept there by your side
And does it matter when you could have slept wrapped up beside the moon
And did you tell him you were gonna say goodbye
Had he not left before you waked
And did you tell him you were not the kind of guy
Who was into second dates
And did you tell him that sometimes
Some of this felt like it was a mistake
But that was then
When this is now
It doesn't seem so bad
When you're waking up alone.
***
The sun rose in summersaults off the windows of the buildings
You were still sleeping in the idea that morning seemed so far away
The only thing that kept me silent through the watching of your waking
Was the watching you leave before the words could meet the day
And I'm walking down the foreign city steets alone
The neon signs couple redundancy with vacancy as home
And I'm singing you to sleep now that you're just a memory
Yeah, it's off key, but it makes the night complete....
***
so does he kiss you like you kissed me
or let you drive away the night
holding your hand as shoegaze bared in
through the speakers of your truck
and do you tell him when you kiss him
that you've "never felt that kiss before"
you mean his lips right?
you're not down-playing mine
and does he know about the night you cried
so much and i held you til you calmed
does he know about the mutual ex we swore
that we were over, but you weren't
and do you tell him like you told me that
"i think you are worth changing my whole life..."
guess you were right
guess a change was always coming
~~~editor's note:though i know who this was about, i'm not sure where or why it came from.~~~
***
I give to you the oldest song I ever knew
With its story book twist to fit
Your personal synopsis
Of the current
Who's to say that everything won't go your way
If you're persistent enough with your
Square peg, round hole approach
I'll sing to you with every word of it off cue
And out of line you'll find
I'm running headlong from my mind
Just give me time
And I will sing to you so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
I'll lie to you if it's what you're wanting me to do
With a smile so sincere revering
It will be the obvious
And we'll discuss
What took us so long just to see we didn't know
But now we do, here through
We'll stand the test of time to prove
That lovers can be true
I'll lie to you with every word of it off cue
So you have heard the words
You wanted us to see there all along
I'll give you songs
And I will sing to you so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
Maybe it's wrong to make-believe
In love's
Affinity for beauty
You could say the words
I'm dying not to hear
And I'll be there
And I'll be there
I'll be singing words so sweetly
You'll think everything's alright
And I'll think everything's alright
And we'll think anything could happen
In a pirouette of notes
In a triplett of words
In an arpegio of thoughts
In a love song
***
But I did return from the trip refreshed so perhaps I will start writing again and making something worthwhile come from a pen. Or better yet, perhaps I will start doing something with my writing.
And this entry goes stale as I've said all this before.
As emo as it sounds, I think I just need someone to come along and hurt me so I have something to whine about again. Heh.