Sunday, January 27, 2008
dance dance dance - 25
Humans achieve their peak in different ways. But whoever you are, once you're over the summit, it's downhill all the way.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
dance dance dance - 17
I knew what was eating her. We got along well, but what she was after, the image in her mind, was somewhere else, not where I was. She wanted a kind of autonomy of communication. A scene where the hero—whose name was «Communication»—led the masses to a bright, bloodless revolution, spotless white flags waving. So that perfection could swallow imperfection and make it whole. To me, love is a pure idea forged in flesh, awkwardly maybe, but it had to connect to somewhere, despite twists and turns of underground cable. An all-too-imperfect thing. Sometimes the lines get crossed. Or you get a wrong number. But that's nobody's fault. It'll always be like that, so long as we exist in this physical form. As a matter of principle.
I explained it to her. Over and over again.
Then one day she left.
I explained it to her. Over and over again.
Then one day she left.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
en gallop
it beats me but i do not know
and it beats me but i do not know
it beats me but i do not know
i do not know
and it beats me but i do not know
it beats me but i do not know
i do not know
Friday, January 18, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
golden cage
yes of course i miss you and miss you bad
but i also felt this way when i was still with you
but i also felt this way when i was still with you
Friday, January 11, 2008
flying a kite
and i see i give you a piece of my mind
but i'm giving you a piece of my mouth
you blushing boy, how could you be so blind?
but i'm giving you a piece of my mouth
you blushing boy, how could you be so blind?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
apistat commander
all that you left you left for someone
all of this hurt that's wilted off
all this relief, it's the oddest thing
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
all of this hurt that's wilted off
all this relief, it's the oddest thing
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
asleep
sing me to sleep
sing me to sleep
and then leave me alone
don't try to wake me in the morning
cause i will be gone
don't feel bad for me
i want you to know
deep in the cell of my heart
i will feel so glad to go
sing me to sleep
and then leave me alone
don't try to wake me in the morning
cause i will be gone
don't feel bad for me
i want you to know
deep in the cell of my heart
i will feel so glad to go
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