Monday, November 19, 2007

White Milky Discharge 3dpo

between sky and ground





X is a musician / music teacher
the day I met him
played for me the sheet music for piano playing known

intertwined with each other I recognized
all

least he finished I asked for that particular
knowing full well the answer did not even four hours and I knew him knew that sounded X
now I can not remember anything
if he were to not be able to listen

recognize it or recognize it among the last words
notes I told him was a kind of key to get out of the room
words he knew would cause something to happen
did not want but that needs to happen
neither side is good when something
but I'd rather just be that
is because that has so far been my role which he hopes
which includes

that is left is easier to
bereavement to be who pulls the trigger
but he did not love me enough to shoot and this
Once I was the bravest of the two

over and over again asking for more
another chapter another attempt


and Worst of all, I wanted
and worse that I wanted too much

enough
and twice
enough but you can not pay the other the love that you have left

I felt just being with
him while I felt that everything fits as many years I did not

a large glass of salt water can take away and give thirsty

while everyone seems to be quite clear that I am doing the right thing even
I most of the time but at one point

occurs every two or three or four days
where I want because I'm tearing remember everything I had so much time waiting I have always rational responses

not you have a bandage over the eyes of reason
are other eyes that I have very strong and thoroughly cover


could have kept hoping things were evolving slowly but moving

the problem is that just when he decided to get moving after the umpteenth

agony had my emergency lights and began to fire whistle had to decide


and decided to make concessions


until then had always hoped to be in the

Monday, November 12, 2007

Can Smell Burning With Blender

....

soon darkens increasingly

are hard days because
cold and small
not call me and I can not miss you

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Pouring Concrete Bathtubs

smoke and fog to play




hopefully never have to run on a cold night from someone willing to give heat
hopefully never have to dodge in a narrow corridor full of smoke from a bar where the music sounds tiresome and exasperating
be mature
sucks and it takes lots of blankets dipped in formaldehyde
a feeling not felt for years
shoot the horse gallop faster you had to stop chewing the desire to suffer
filling the heart of cardiovascular aerofagia
embrace the solitude to avoid running into his arms
shattering break up all the ballots for the raffle in which you played a large part of your fortune emotional
do what you must do
stop losing at roulette rubbing the fingertips
skateboarding grab the sense of freedom and relief and paying your own rescue

eyes closed feeling the wind in your face while cutting

cleaner way of a misty horizon

How To Stiop Plastic Sandals Squeeking



before = (



after =:)