darfanme

Musings ove rramen . . .

darfanme Dec 14, 2005 12:32

pparently I have no grasp whatsoever of what my body looks like. Yesterday I was talking to my neighbor, Brad. Even though we live next door to each other, neither of us are ever home, so we haven't had a real conversation for months. Literally ( Read more... )

recovery

Exhuasted Poetry

darfanme Dec 14, 2005 00:51

5am Love Poem

I could live indefinitely this way

with you.

In the morning, we awake in the dark,
we silence the alarm for ten more minutes,
ten more minutes,
we never get enough sleep.

We rise and you put on your clothing -
layers of warmth -
I pull my boots over pajama pants,
put my winter coat over the t-shirt you gave me.

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Obviously, I can't control my procrastination. Thanks Renate! ;-)

darfanme Dec 13, 2005 16:25

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kill . . . me . . . now . . .

darfanme Dec 13, 2005 16:18

I've done it. I've sunk to the lowest of the low ( Read more... )

It's the comfort of things . . .

darfanme Dec 11, 2005 14:48

I'm writing this from Luke's computer. Things are just so natural between us now. I mean, they have been for a while, but I've just been really enjoying it lately. So many people guess that we've been together much longer than we have (4 months on Tuesday!) because we're so comfortable around each other. Yes, we're even at the farting-in-front-of- ( Read more... )

luke