2003-09-07;3:06 p.m.' //unconscious mutterings I
  1. Bookends:: scissors intoxicated with librarian's hairnet, watching kids tiptoe around the silenced room.

  2. Compliment:: is given when conversation is scarce and you want an easy friend.

  3. Gutter:: i ran over a gutter girl once...

  4. Obsession:: of candy colored knives and sparkling blades, i obsess about nothing else but to see the rich color of blood ooze out from under pale skin.

  5. Heavy:: the clouds are heavy with despair as it rolls over my head, wetting me with thunderstorms and big angry rain.

  6. Real:: what is real? is it the pulse of a broken heart soon to die, or of a silence long forgotten in the mouths of crows?

  7. Disposable:: now everything is disposable, and replacable.

  8. Breeze:: i can think clearly with the breeze grazing my cheek as if to caress me into sleeping and dreaming again...

  9. Work:: and no play...

  10. Sweetheart:: mine is not sweet, it never was. the closest it has come is bittersweet. about 70% of it was bitter and 30% sweet, as sweet as the water that pours down from the skies.


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"we watch backward movies and live a backwards life, for now." -sleep-