I like the bathtub shots and the shot of you taking photos in your drawers . The view out of your apartment window is great...beautiful...must make you feel like the ruler of your domain.
"life is all a matter of perspective: if your life is going well and you find yourself walking along the beach with two Metalica rejects, you might think it was a bad day. on the other hand, if your life is in the toilet and you have a nasty phinal sytrait hangover you could say... 'what the hell? I AM at the beach'....."
I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy...
as this morning drones on and I wait yet again for another paycheck long overdue, I find myself listening to only INCUBUS. everything from "S.C.I.E.N.C.E." to "A Crow Left... Read More
"you kill one person, you go to prison.
you kill ten people, you go to Texas where they hit you on the head with a brick,
twenty people - you go to a hospital where they look at you through a small window forever.
and, over that, we can't deal with it...
"someone who has killed over a hundred thousand people - we are almost... Read More
"Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke... Read More
it was what was left in the box with all the pictures of me...
the four seasons card key was in the box as well as the piece of her mirror, the one I loved more than myself. it was a pink little bag and the crumbs were there...
old habits die hard. and me without a cigarette.
regardless, the box is clean and all... Read More
of all these lovers in my past
I thank the gods for emptyness
for the feel of what we think
is enough for one to drink
i hold this pain close to the past
and in this spring I caress and pass
no one shadowed holds the appeal
of something deep and something real
inside this hole I reconcile
the holes deep I recoil and... Read More