fallen asleep.

hung your voice with the telephone wire,
11 key punches feed my desires.
Hello,
goodbye.
Controling you from afar.
Hello,
goodbye.
swallowing your voice,
you are left behind,
if you were given the choice would you change your mind?
Hello,
goodbye.
I pen the page,
create your face,
make your age,
state the place.
does it make you tired?
like it makes me?
do you even notice what it is I do for you?
you cannot escape when you sense no danger.
Hello,
i can see.
i can see.
goodbye.

rely intr.v.
1.)To be dependent for support, help, or supply.
2.)To place or have faith or confidence.

We rely on others and that is all we can do outside of ourselves.

mine
mine
mine
mine
mine

Its that time again, when thoughts are drifting towards that of the "growed-up" world. I was thinking today that I don't ever want to work an honest days work, in the conventional sense. so be it. Maybe i will be able to do this. Time will tell. I am a lover and I am loved. Fear is so weird, I don't want to be afraid, but sometimes I am. I feel like I should'nt be afraid ever that's not the way it goes. I want to be educated, what am I waiting for?

i use tools.

fun, music, life, laugh, discordance, dance, sleep, wake.

had a good weekend, with friends. friends are great. sure sometimes i want to be naked and free. but other times I don't mind electricity and what it affords me. i use the tools. tools don't make things sour, people do.
using what I got.

j

poetry is dead,
and so is the poet.

I don't want somebody to love me.
Give me charcoal,
and a face.

Lips perched,
I flee ( I always do).

release me.
release me.
iron and gray,
release me.

an invitation for me,
thank you.

thinking,
plotting,
plans go awry.
i try.

fastened to the breeze,
brains are tools.
advancements.

progressive income tax.

sillouettes and silk,
blushing.

turning away from the sun,
light reminds me.
as does the dark.
we miss.
I missed.

Four.

i kept my distance, cuz she falls in love with everyone

sheets still not on the bed -- i go to sleep.

truth/lies

its all relative.

time

i went to springfield this weekend.
springfield kinda sucks, but I had a good time.

echo behind.
out of mind.

shallow depth,
its been unkept.

can't stop.

the sun drip drip drip drip drips the moon.
my blood drip drip drip drip drips maroon.
the coffee drip drip drip drip drips down the spoon.

con con con con con consumed.

its like of mice & men. at least thats what it seems like. best laid plans go awry,