replace your wireless battery!leave me alone.Really.I almost ran over a turtle yesterday.My body feels like I've smoked four gravities in twenty minutes.Lethargic.Face attached to head.Head attached to neck.You fucked me over.Call back?Don't fall in love with me.Please.Melancholy.Choleric.Melancholeric.Me.Half glass of what?Mango puree.Nag champa.Shower.Radiohead.Flowers wilting.Paint.Feel something.Pinch.Punch.What are you going to do about me?Gods.In God,men,money.(5)I did this before you.Don't think that changed.Unfeel.Vegetarian.Simply put:I can't trust you.(7)Amy Elizabeth Anthony.It wasn't supposed to be like that.Yes.He messed me up.Do you now?What do you know about me?I can't trust myself.(5).I see part of myself in you.So desperate for you to see that.Confusion.Times 100.Hot.Sweaty.Dynamics.Dynamo.System.Belly button.Pierced nose?Sandman:Book of Dreams.Out on the corner there's a reason to smile.Humorous.Intersection.Hurt.Oh my.A sip of cool water.Snapped.Please advise.Cell phone guy.I can't go.Must swim.Our spot.Why would I take him there?Too many memories.Memories of what?Someone who didn't exist.12.26.Broken,rusted luck.It turned black.I'm so superstitious.Not Catholic.Rosary beads now.Thanks to you.You knew I had these issues.Keys.I don't know what I'll do if Georgia dies.Six hours away.Three hundred miles from home.Where is home?I can't trust anyone because of you.Three first names.Paulowskis.Powlauskis?Paul,the pope.The pope's penis.Sharon Olds.Bi:racial,sexual,lingual,polar,etc.Crash.Boom bam bam bam.xo.Beach waves.Long hair.I don't care.You're so beautiful to me.Bugbites galore.Seasonal depression.Uncapable of human interaction.Dark room.Security issues.Alarm.Beep.Destiny.Death.Destruction.Desire.Despair.Delirium.Neil Gaiman.Screwed up dreams.A rifle and a childhood.What am I going to do?Pretty.Pretty.Gender.Masculine.Feminine.Bullshit.Sharp as a whip says Elton.I'm such a fox.Don't trust me.Sly.Arched eyebrow.Disbelief.Fucker.Can you feel this?Goya?Can't bear to look.Blood in the streets.Look at the blood in the streets!Pablo Neruda.This is the way the world ends.This is the way the world ends.Not with a bang,but with a whimper.Writer's block.Amazing.
One love.
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I do this from time to time,just to get the creative juices going,flowing.I haven't written in a while.So here's a wave of thought.
Written June 9th, 2005
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You know what, this might just be a wave of thought but it really drew me in. Admittadly I started, and I though....what is this? Then after, 'Face attached to head.Head attached to neck.You fucked me over' I was just pulled right in. This is mysterious yet deep with a flow of emotion you can just sense when you read it. I really liked it.
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