i realized afterwards
that i could help
but does that make
my character
very helpful?
Thursday 26 July 2012
Wednesday 25 July 2012
day two hundred and five.
a silent stuck up
match
of eating
between a mother
and her gorgeous
daughter
each trying to seem
more disinterested
than the next
as if they've seen it all
so they most certainly
don't need to see
you.
match
of eating
between a mother
and her gorgeous
daughter
each trying to seem
more disinterested
than the next
as if they've seen it all
so they most certainly
don't need to see
you.
day two hundred and four.
sometimes things are so half beautiful
that you don't want to write about them
and ruin them
with a half assed memory.
that you don't want to write about them
and ruin them
with a half assed memory.
day two hundred and three.
sitting in the rain
on a bench in front
of a lake
in a part of the city
i don't know much about
chomping on left over
spring rolls
thrown into a
paper doggy bag
and
pouring more vodka into
my disguised pop
and waiting in the silence
that good music can
sometimes bring
i wait for the friends
of which half
or three quarters
i am excited to see.
on a bench in front
of a lake
in a part of the city
i don't know much about
chomping on left over
spring rolls
thrown into a
paper doggy bag
and
pouring more vodka into
my disguised pop
and waiting in the silence
that good music can
sometimes bring
i wait for the friends
of which half
or three quarters
i am excited to see.
day two hundred and two.
the confusion
that ensues
through simple
clear text messages
i shall never understand -
it's just too confusing.
that ensues
through simple
clear text messages
i shall never understand -
it's just too confusing.
day two hundred and one.
he says he's
too old
to start over,
he's married
he needs the money
because he's too old
and married.
he needs to be miserable
because he's old
and married.
too old
to start over,
he's married
he needs the money
because he's too old
and married.
he needs to be miserable
because he's old
and married.
day one hundred and ninety eight.
you cannot seek help
if you cannot help yourself
first
and you cannot help yourself
first
if you do not wish to.
if you cannot help yourself
first
and you cannot help yourself
first
if you do not wish to.
day one hundred and ninety seven.
the goblin sits outside,
dressed for all occasions,
sticking his stony tongue out
because he doesn't have
to be disappointed
by any of them.
dressed for all occasions,
sticking his stony tongue out
because he doesn't have
to be disappointed
by any of them.
day one hundred and ninety six.
it's nice seeing people
out
on their porches at
4:30 in the morning,
laughing at the clock
and drinking with
the lights on.
the only shame is that
you're on your way to work
and can't make yourself
invited.
out
on their porches at
4:30 in the morning,
laughing at the clock
and drinking with
the lights on.
the only shame is that
you're on your way to work
and can't make yourself
invited.
day one hundred and ninety five.
i write cryptic messages by night
for my better self
to investigate by day.
for my better self
to investigate by day.
day one hundred and ninety four.
i've told myself this
so many times
that even i'm laughing now-
if it's never going to
get done
then stop using yourself
to lie.
so many times
that even i'm laughing now-
if it's never going to
get done
then stop using yourself
to lie.
day one hundred and ninety three.
i repeat myself without
realizing it -
you don't have to be old
to be an old fuck up.
realizing it -
you don't have to be old
to be an old fuck up.
Thursday 12 July 2012
day one hundred and ninety two.
too much peanut butter
on toast
i want to go back
to before i knew
though i always said
ignorance was worse.
this just puts both
more and less
emphasis
on my life
and what i should do
with it.
on toast
i want to go back
to before i knew
though i always said
ignorance was worse.
this just puts both
more and less
emphasis
on my life
and what i should do
with it.
Wednesday 11 July 2012
day one hundred and ninety one.
there are some things
that we have constructed in our
lives
to be for only children
or idiots.
i happen to be very fortunate
in this respect
as the things i once
enjoyed as a child
i can now enjoy as
an idiot.
that we have constructed in our
lives
to be for only children
or idiots.
i happen to be very fortunate
in this respect
as the things i once
enjoyed as a child
i can now enjoy as
an idiot.
Tuesday 10 July 2012
day one hundred and ninety.
it seems to be deep
you have to be sad.
perhaps because
pain drags you down
on some other
depthy level
that the rest of us
just wouldn't
understand,
so in turn
you understand
more about everything else.
well,
if you have to be sad
to be deep,
i'm glad
i'm not.
you have to be sad.
perhaps because
pain drags you down
on some other
depthy level
that the rest of us
just wouldn't
understand,
so in turn
you understand
more about everything else.
well,
if you have to be sad
to be deep,
i'm glad
i'm not.
day one hundred and eighty nine.
last minute
garage call;
sorry your game
was rained out
the moment
you started it
in the middle of a storm.
it's not so bad
though, it smells
like gasoline
and i can tell what's
on your cocks mind.
garage call;
sorry your game
was rained out
the moment
you started it
in the middle of a storm.
it's not so bad
though, it smells
like gasoline
and i can tell what's
on your cocks mind.
day one hundred and eighty eight.
he kept
moving his legs back
and forth
on the pavement
he was staring intently at.
day one hundred and eighty seven.
a beautiful cottage
filled with
middle aged
or quite past that
people
with a preference for men
and threats of
bitch slapping
makes for a great way
to devour the piles
of food in front
of me.
filled with
middle aged
or quite past that
people
with a preference for men
and threats of
bitch slapping
makes for a great way
to devour the piles
of food in front
of me.
Friday 6 July 2012
day one hundred and eighty six.
i made up for what i
could handle
in sushi
for a lack of
cocktail tolerance
and some bad spelling.
could handle
in sushi
for a lack of
cocktail tolerance
and some bad spelling.
Wednesday 4 July 2012
day one hundred and eighty five.
my stomach is gurgling,
i tell you.
i'm just so
awfully
regretfully
sorry
to turn down your
forty dollars
(before taxes)
to calm my nerves
before this
poorly understood
test.
i tell you.
i'm just so
awfully
regretfully
sorry
to turn down your
forty dollars
(before taxes)
to calm my nerves
before this
poorly understood
test.
Tuesday 3 July 2012
day one hundred and eighty four.
trying to explain
the double slit
experiment
is the equivalent
of split-
ting
my brain open.
the double slit
experiment
is the equivalent
of split-
ting
my brain open.
Monday 2 July 2012
day one hundred and eighty two.
i feel as hot and greasy
as kentucky fried boobies
and a pizza whore.
as kentucky fried boobies
and a pizza whore.
day one hundred and eighty one.
sometimes i want to break off
all connections
and be alone.
not because i wish to ignore
everyone i frequently contact,
but because in order
for them to continue
liking me, i feel
that i must stay away.
all connections
and be alone.
not because i wish to ignore
everyone i frequently contact,
but because in order
for them to continue
liking me, i feel
that i must stay away.
day one hundred and eighty.
that pizza
was the last battle;
won easily at first bite
with a false lead induced
by an over-sexualized blister.
was the last battle;
won easily at first bite
with a false lead induced
by an over-sexualized blister.
day one hundred and seventy nine.
i hate asking for things,
favours,
and hanging out.
i like to pretend i'm as
busy and independent as i am
at all times
to prevent myself from
looking boring or lonely.
favours,
and hanging out.
i like to pretend i'm as
busy and independent as i am
at all times
to prevent myself from
looking boring or lonely.
day one hundred and seventy eight.
why would you capture
her attention
when the only feedback you want
is the fake crackling
between phone lines
and a desperate call
five hours later.
her attention
when the only feedback you want
is the fake crackling
between phone lines
and a desperate call
five hours later.
day one hundred and seventy seven.
i'm not great at this
creepy crawly stuff.
like a firefly with no wings,
i'm only half of what
my role requires.
creepy crawly stuff.
like a firefly with no wings,
i'm only half of what
my role requires.
day one hundred and seventy six.
though we're deaf and blind,
and physically lacking,
we're not dumb;
and that's enough
responsibility
to force us to be
the strong ones.
and physically lacking,
we're not dumb;
and that's enough
responsibility
to force us to be
the strong ones.
day one hundred and seventy five.
it was more than just a
crayon craving,
it was a plea to
the creator of time
to stop the clocks.
crayon craving,
it was a plea to
the creator of time
to stop the clocks.
day one hundred and seventy four.
one persons cold vibes
can be enough to stifle
the warm invitations
of others' present.
can be enough to stifle
the warm invitations
of others' present.
day one hundred and seventy three.
it's best to be
completely straight forward -
with uninterpretable words,
and even more direct body language.
otherwise,
your figurative hints for
a couple of hours
might turn into
a literal
couple of minutes.
completely straight forward -
with uninterpretable words,
and even more direct body language.
otherwise,
your figurative hints for
a couple of hours
might turn into
a literal
couple of minutes.
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