Eloquent the Embers fall ( Read more... )

Fickle, again? After digging my heels in as I have, and you have the fucking audacity to call me fickle? Not only that, but to say it as if it is something I am about everything ( Read more... )

I am your fucking trail rations, but be careful 'cause I want to gut you slow, trail my fingers down you and stretch you out a hundred feet, treading on the delicate nerve endings harshly ( Read more... )

A self-designing stage prop ( Read more... )

Listen to the tracks that tumble in your head, music to a dissonant melody, dissassociate from the memory that digs away piecemeal behind your eyes; and I can feel my future tumbling end over end; and I can feel myself wondering again and again. She said insanity sets you free; and I can vouch that this is true; and I can redefine all the prison ( Read more... )

...stuck to a wall in my head, like comics shredded from the paper and stuck somewhere to provide that occasional desperately needed relief. Thoughts go swimming around in my head like fish around the bait, deciding if they should bite or not and take the patent dive down in to some blackened void ( Read more... )

I dunno what it is thats made up my mind. I guess maybe I just don't believe that love is all it used to mean to me. Or maybe I've learned that there are different kinds of love and I'm choosing to go with one that has some kind of pull on me that I don't really understand ; even though that lack of understanding doesn't make it any less real or ( Read more... )

I left at about five AM this morning to go turn in my applications to various places. But I turned the wrong way... For some reason, I kept on going. I hit a gas station and they weren't hiring, and so I was hungry, and I stopped by a Jack in the Box for breakfast. Turns out they don't have their card machines set up yet ( Read more... )

Realized I was still waiting tonight, over a glass of soda at a restaurant too nice to have a smoking section. Realized I was still waiting, Archive. But, you never were what I thought you were and I realized that you were never coming years ago; but a part of me still hadn't given up... I'm not really sure why. Too lost in the sparkle of my own ( Read more... )

its been far too long since I've written, anywhere... I guess here is as good a place as any to write, trapped in the tangle of things existant only inside of my own mind. I don't really care about it anymore, I might as well spew the whole tangled mass of weaves out onto some kind of medium and wonder if anyone else will understand or if I'm ( Read more... )