You're naive or maybe I'm naive I don't really know. That shit never would've worked in a million years, but then again I have no idea. Maybe it's a defense mechanism? Because I definitely lack one of those. And it sucks.
Only time will tell.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
The Real Oasis
I've passed through so many mirages
Parched and sun spanked, alluring palms and wet water
Resting again praying for sanity
Betrayal fell swiftly on unsuspecting camel
Looking frantically for a sign
Trying to climb the horizontal plane
Gripping sand watching it pass between my fingers
What kind of existence is this?
Falling endlessly, sprawled, can't touch anything
This des(s)ert will be the death of me.
Baked alive on the flaky crust
Estimated temperature of six thousand kelvin
He's gonna burn the pie if she's not careful
The icing on the cupcakes is almost ironic
At the epicenter, a lone apple tree, so apropos
still not done...
The desert line is the end of the serious version, now I'm doing a joke version.
Parched and sun spanked, alluring palms and wet water
Resting again praying for sanity
Betrayal fell swiftly on unsuspecting camel
Looking frantically for a sign
Trying to climb the horizontal plane
Gripping sand watching it pass between my fingers
What kind of existence is this?
Falling endlessly, sprawled, can't touch anything
This des(s)ert will be the death of me.
Baked alive on the flaky crust
Estimated temperature of six thousand kelvin
He's gonna burn the pie if she's not careful
The icing on the cupcakes is almost ironic
At the epicenter, a lone apple tree, so apropos
still not done...
The desert line is the end of the serious version, now I'm doing a joke version.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
embarazoso
So I was at the market just now at around 12:30. There's a ridiculously effeminate gay dude working there. Somehow now there's an even more effeminate gay dude working there as well. Both of them on the register, I was wearing a wife beater, paid all in ones, see the post title.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Revolving
Beacons flashing at each other in the darkness
The luminous moon waning in the heavens
They are Algol
A distant light unites star-cross'd lovers
Enveloped in velvety darkness
A forest aching for sunlight
One star extinguished by the candle snuffer
Just under the radar another is born
To be continued...
I think I'm going to write this line by line.
I'm done for a bit, I don't feel like I did when I started this.
The luminous moon waning in the heavens
They are Algol
A distant light unites star-cross'd lovers
Enveloped in velvety darkness
A forest aching for sunlight
One star extinguished by the candle snuffer
Just under the radar another is born
To be continued...
I think I'm going to write this line by line.
I'm done for a bit, I don't feel like I did when I started this.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Distract
I don't need any diversions right now. I don't need to replace one vice with another either. She said that when I drink all I do is cry, but in my defense she was doing the same damn thing. Also I kind of disagree, I feel like we had an okay time otherwise we wouldn't have been talking for so long. I recognize that as a true statement though. I inadvertently had a couple beers with Juan last night and just instantly wanted to wallow in my own misery. I'm going to play tennis with David now that I've wasted this day off... I really want some candy too.


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