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.
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