I miss talking to a boy.
I haven't talked to anyone in .. forever.
I want someone to be interested in me.
But, who knows how long it'll take to find someone that's interested in me..
Friday, October 21, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Untitled 10.16.11
It needs work seeing as how I just made it today, but I'm trying to get my work out into the world somehow, so I thought I'd post it here! So here it is; enjoy.
our disintegrating Hiroshima kisses
turned into the sounds of
sex and violins and then
sex and vi-o-lence.
you told me that two plus two
equalled the world was flat.
my body language, tongue-tied
and my blind third eye.
shoulder blade warfare
and you and your strongest bone.
double jointed enjambment and
black bruised wine bottles,
the corkscrew now behind my
parietal's left ear lobe.
"Be good to me,"
the nape, now nuzzled,
now muzzled.
loose lips and were
not the problem
our disintegrating Hiroshima kisses
turned into the sounds of
sex and violins and then
sex and vi-o-lence.
you told me that two plus two
equalled the world was flat.
my body language, tongue-tied
and my blind third eye.
shoulder blade warfare
and you and your strongest bone.
double jointed enjambment and
black bruised wine bottles,
the corkscrew now behind my
parietal's left ear lobe.
"Be good to me,"
the nape, now nuzzled,
now muzzled.
loose lips and were
not the problem
Saturday, October 15, 2011
It's been a while since I've blogged. Well, I have my Tumblr, but it is honestly thee worst blogging site to write and express yourself.
I've been thinking a lot lately, and by lately I mean tonight, about when I used to have outer-body-experiences. If you don't know what that is, it's when you feel outside of yourself, like your "essence" or something has left your body and is merely watching it just a few rows back. Over the summer I had about three of them. I haven't had one since & I don't know why. I really just want to experience that feeling again. Sometimes I think I'm about to enter that outer-body-state, but then it fades, even if I try to hold onto it. Oh well.
In other news, I'm becoming more self-conscious about my image again. I wish I could just never eat & be waif then, but alas, then I'd die. I'm not really sure if my self-image is changing that dramatically, so I don't want to dwell on this subject.
Anyway, that's all I've got for now. I don't really know how to write blogs. I feel so self-conscious and like every word I'm saying is artifically constructed as I type it. Perhaps it just takes getting used to. Or maybe it's because all I ever write is poetry. Hahah.
Shee yah lata.
I've been thinking a lot lately, and by lately I mean tonight, about when I used to have outer-body-experiences. If you don't know what that is, it's when you feel outside of yourself, like your "essence" or something has left your body and is merely watching it just a few rows back. Over the summer I had about three of them. I haven't had one since & I don't know why. I really just want to experience that feeling again. Sometimes I think I'm about to enter that outer-body-state, but then it fades, even if I try to hold onto it. Oh well.
In other news, I'm becoming more self-conscious about my image again. I wish I could just never eat & be waif then, but alas, then I'd die. I'm not really sure if my self-image is changing that dramatically, so I don't want to dwell on this subject.
Anyway, that's all I've got for now. I don't really know how to write blogs. I feel so self-conscious and like every word I'm saying is artifically constructed as I type it. Perhaps it just takes getting used to. Or maybe it's because all I ever write is poetry. Hahah.
Shee yah lata.
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