May 2013
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LVIII.
wizened in the ways of love and lust, ours remains a journey into the great unknown, but I come with a warning label, breathe fire and smoke with the worst of them —just ask the ashes in my wake. and you, the catalyst of every passion embodied, the indomitable that begs for domination; I long to oblige you in ways as of yet undiscovered, to the very limits of human endurance itself. it's said...
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In other news...
I’ve now endured five years past my expiration date. Hooray!
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LVII.
Strange, that, how we can feel so much and so little both at the same time.
Anonymous asked: Who's bernadette??
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LVI. Bernadette
A drawn out affair. I never write about you. Silence says enough.
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Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you...
– Ernest Hemingway
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LV.
Most can't handle me. I wonder if you'll stay when the ink has dried.
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I find that most people worth knowing are fucked up in some way or another.
– Jonathan Tropper
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LIV. closed casket
Lodged in one's throat, The End tastes of gun-oil and smoke. We're not there yet.
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Description begins in the writer’s imagination, but should finish in the...
– Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
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LIII.
Pen on paper, I could write endlessly and still fail to capture you.
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P.S.
Hi everyone, I’m not dead.
P.P.S. Buuuut I may or may not subject the lot of you to “prose” of mine that argues otherwise.
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April 2013
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Be Brave
arewerelationships:
Be brave and admit that there is someone who, in every sentence, is your perfect word.
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LII.
Watch them closely, those lovers with reserves to spare. They seek what they've lost.
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Complacency is never my thing, and it’s on rare occasions when I’m able to write anything of note and feel like, “Yes, THAT is my voice,” but I just did a few moments ago and I couldn’t be happier with the results.
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LI.
The Devil's playthings, hands. I hold their wants at bay. "Strength" in inaction.
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It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do...
– Aldous Huxley, Island
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L.
Yours is a beauty wholly incomparable. One I cannot shake.
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How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.
– David Foster Wallace’s The Pale King
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It totally slipped my mind that the roman numerals begin to change in the 40’s. Yes, I make mistakes like that. Oops. The last nine poem “titles” have been fixed accordingly.
Amateur hour is over for now, so consider your dashboards safe at least until tomorrow.
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XLIX.
Masochism must define you if I'm the one you fixate over.
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I cannot help but feel that Sophia is mad at me for how often I’ve neglected her as of late.
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Isn’t man an amazing animal? He kills wildlife - birds, kangaroos, deer, all...
– David Coats on the inhumanity of man.
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XLVIII.
They speak of progress, of how time heals all wounds. Your touch is fatal.
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2013/04/27 神戸国際会館 Setlist
a-knot:
かすみ LOTUS Unraveling Unknown.Despair.Lost
GLASS SKIN 輪郭 滴る朦朧
THE BLOSSOMING BEELZEBUB 蜜と唾
鴉 業 霧と繭 Agitated Screams Of Maggots 冷血なりせば
ENCORE: GARBAGE 激しさと、この胸の中で絡み付いた灼熱の闇 残 THE FINAL
Envious of all that could attend.
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XLVII. The Old World
Sometimes Europe's call is the only thing keeping me going, you know?
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Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.
– Sylvia Plath
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I get by (and off) on wordplay.
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My elderly neighbor seems to be donating damn near the entirety of her book collection to me a week before her move back to CA, so I now have around 50-60+ new books. I haven’t counted the exact number yet. I wake up to stacks of them on my porch.
What’s more, my level of empathy seems to be where it was when I was hospitalized back in ‘08, at least as far as reading people is...