- Last Record: 2012-10-18 01:27:04 +1100
- Joined: Aug 20, 2010
I wrote a wall around me
when your stories were too cruel
I sat inside and ate alone
Refused company or news
I told myself I'd never leave
and slept inside that promise
until the bed became so cold
it drove into my solace
I lay half awake, for years
make-believing and forgetting
when finally my walls of salt
crumbled with regretting
Once I ate a star that burned in my belly
for a thousand years,
warming all of the organs which orbited it,
and even shedding light on far distant spaces<...
Do you know how yellow tastes-- when it's mixed with the purple center of an orchid? My best moments taste this way.
When I am inbetween two moments, remembering, my tongue first bur...
1,2,3 planks hover over gravel banks
skipping over rail road tracks in boots and stripes
of whites and blacks
The year is divided thus:
a) days that make no sense.
b) days in which the nonsense makes sense
c) days in which the absence of sense is a thrill, which also ...
Before there were maps, compasses or stars,
I found you still.
He's been stuck in my head awhile now
building houses with colored bricks I have provided,
towers hundreds of feet tall to cast me in shadows
towers which, i'...
Shifting wings both green and blue
Syrup eyes like morning dew
Ears carved into a feathered head
trained for hearing what you've said
The songs it...