Thursday, March 5, 2009

Lists


Half of what I say is completely senseless. Lists:

  • In your blind spots
  • Seatbelt-less in a turbulent mind
  • Lipstick poetry on once white curtains
  • Watery wastelands, dark pupils
  • Mellow ladies with briar patch hair
  • Magpies worry: Do I make him uncomfortable?
  • Splitting up the middle, contracting a disease (curable, for now)
  • Average airplanes, gawking
  • Gasoline in my veins oh the horror or birth defects in modern society
  • Tying slings with teeth, getting knifed in the neck
  • Digging holes in your face with flashlights
  • But before they close the door, you hit his head with a typewriter and we run
  • Scraping tape off carpets: I believe they're cracking down on the underground duos
  • With a shoelace I try to tie your heart to mine...uneasy
  • the perfume of the cemetery

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Always a Dead Person in a Bathtub

bad poetry
traffic lights on street floors
solitude vs. loneliness.
what?
always a dead person in a bathtub
time is just an emotion, all alone.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah 
going around in circles reading passages: your class makes me want to die. die die die die die.

solitude vs. loneliness.


ov got weuk in theh moning.

crepes.


I JUST REALIZED THAT MADELINE ZIMMER HAS A BLOG AND I WANT TO DO HER.





Jennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn


I love Jenn

Monday, March 2, 2009

Igloo







A cause des garcons
On met des bas nylons, on se crepe le chignon

Snow Blah bah di Blah
One windshield wiper.

Giant Camera Dance Frenzy

A walk in the snow at 6a

An igloo at 8a

Sleep at 9a.



Sunday, February 22, 2009

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Wolfy Barkers





WOLFY BARKERS 



I could sleep.
I could sleep. When I lived alone, is there a ghost in my house?
My house.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Daytime Television: French Chapter

Oh noo. burnt burnt burnt. 


i cant cooooooooooooooooooook