December 2011
23 posts
just wow, brian wow.
Merry Christmas to Loneliness and the Beauty it...
For your wandering eyes, My Love.
In this early hour of the morning, where your eyes once laid, I am making the shapes and sounds of I Love you on my lips. I am letting them fall softly into my lap, where they are curling up and closing their eyes in slumber. In this early hour of dawn, with letters in my lap, I am sending my mind into inebriation on the spirit of your kiss. I am letting it take hold of me, and am succumbing to...
This week a cat called Maus died. This week a tumor was found in my dog. This week I saw Omar Rodriguez. This week I lost the apartment I was dreaming of getting. This week I realized Christmas was next week. This week I realized I have lost a friend. This week I have never felt so lost and alone.
“We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams. World-losers and world-forsakers, Upon whom the pale moon gleams; Yet we are the movers and shakers, Of the world forever, it seems. With wonderful deathless ditties We build up the world’s great cities, And out of a fabulous story We fashion an...
All I need to do is listen to Machine Gun by...
And each day you’re reminded you’re not someone worth remembering.