Sunday, October 28, 2012
masochist
Thursday, October 25, 2012
new york face
bus train taxi don't cost a dime
b-line to the spot
where goods easy to find
im done cryin
lost in time
grab my hand
its fine
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
winter is on its way
You're your own fucking tsunami, ruining everything in your path. Yours is a brewing swell, growing and overtaking me. I can feel wet, cold, salty drops rushing down my cheeks. I'm taking cover on higher ground. I'm headed inland. I'm leaving you in your lonely town, population: one. You earned it, fair and square. For the rest of your life, you'll be living in ruins. Existing among the destruction you caused yourself. The righteous storm, your epic collapse... waves of pathetic, artificial attempts to make some sense of your tragedies. So you turn your back from the warm shores of a loving embrace, because it's easier to tower over me than to fall for me. Winter is on its way. While your freezing over, empty and alone, I'll be nowhere around, nowhere to be found.
Monday, October 15, 2012
buttons
his pants aren't fastened. he is in the office kitchen, pouring his coffee and his coworker notices but doesnt say anything. for the rest of the morning, he'll wonder why she was unordinarily stand-offish.
her blouse is open. she is running to a meeting because she's late and her eye catches an un-desired glare and from a married man who licks his lips and winks at her. for the rest of the morning, she'll feel dirty.
then, i looked down at myself.
i have all my buttons today.
do you?
Sunday, October 14, 2012
untitled
He told me I had "talent" and I just stayed quiet. He asked me, "what could you do to get published?".
It seemed like a long time passed after that, but it was probably only a few seconds. I stared at the ceiling, too and I said, "You don't."
October 14th was a Sunday
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
leaf
yesterday, on my walk home, i picked up a leaf. it was really big, the biggest one i could find. a reminder that fall is here.
Not long after i brought my new find inside, it shrunk. it crumpled up.
i guess it died.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
a small whisper, to you
like,
do stupid things love,
make no sense love,
wish i weren't in love...
love you.
and even if you may never see this,
and even if you have no idea this is about you,
and even if you can't say it back,
i just thought you might like to know.
from the moment we met, this teeny, tiny feeling deep down inside me has grown far too big for my own good.