what i wrote last night
I am afraid to be loved too much.Because, in that, I will surely hurt him.I am afraid to be loved not enough.In that, I will
let them eat cake
let them eat cake
I sat, tonight, listening to Wilco, and, to Nick Cave, in the neighborhood bar, called, "The District"... drank, one too many
The King Of Tyrus
do you remember, dear, that night, i wore the smashed cherry lipstick?
do you remember, the netty veil, that stepped, jauntily, off the edge of my
Willing, I fell...
I fell, today, into, some words.Artfully, dancing, together, with eachother. Pardoned, by a pen.An illustration, of a life, in a quiet, afternoon museum.Shards of light,
crush fetish
So, I'm the one,who doesn't have another mate, yet, after the last "tragic break~up".
I hadn't been looking for anything,when I met him.So, why look for
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~You said, my name, means hope, and, I miss you~I miss the color of your.I miss the curve of sleeping.I miss the travelling, way to
la familia
At The Mujeres Show.
Photo by Ruben Moreno.
Self Indulgant Sorry
If I made you think that I think that I'm better than you...I'm sorry.
If I made you think that I've made less mistakes...Or, that I
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There must be something, somewhere about what one bird, on the head, is worth...
Pi recently, karate~kicked his way out of his antique, wooden, balinese cage, and, flew to live with the widowed parakeet, next door, with Evil.
The yellow
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Oh, yeah, I know all about that "wall of hate", he said...
Someone told me, this, tonight...There are some women, who are like fine cars, he said.Or like that crazy instrument, that you didn't think you could
wire crossing
photo by jim
Is It Math Or Is It Writing? Or Is It Nuts? Who Knows?
Here I am.One guarantee.
I'll more than likely fuck it up.
Pity? No.
Second guarantee.I'll more than likely try to get back up.Third guarantee.
Only three people will understand this.Four.
Currently
Poor photo of new painting.
It's not finished, yet, and balefully "happy", but I kind of like it...In ways.
Silk lives and hearts made out of dandelion wine
I don't know how to drive this car.I don't know what this music is.I don't know why that cop has made a u~turn in the













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