Tuesday, July 20, 2010
the thoughts translated into words that brought me to this point
make me wet
the time i spend looking at my hands
makes me laugh
i met a man today on the El
don't ask me his name; i could not tell you
maybe Peter?
he sat next to me and smiled.
he was writing in a notebook in Red pen.
Fuck, I Love Red
I'm glad you do too.
His first line read:
"What About Love?"
i took the next step
I took away my Music and he noticed.
He noticed I was reading Him
I Love to Read.
especially when you write to me
i told him:
"I bet we could write something beautiful together"
He Laughed
he then passed me his Red Pen with a Smile
"Ladies First"
::I wrote This::
-I Love when you Smile it makes me Stop
Rest for awhile and see what I have got
I have been wearing the same clothes since the day i was born
its something i can not ignore
i Love to stare at your elastic face
As it stretches around your words and leaves so much space
For My Mind to Wonder, I will Dream of you once again.
-I have been Waiting, Waiting, Waiting For You
-I have been Patient, Patient, Patient
Now, what Am i To Do?
You Should invite me Home
I will say Alright
Your Girlfriend is Away, correct?
I will not need to Knock."
I hope we meet Again.
The odds: impossible.
Great things never happen in Pairs.
Might have been Philip....
Who Knows
I was thinking of You...
The Best Things Come in the Most unexpected Of Places
I fell in Love Long Ago.
I Cried Long Ago
Then I met you.
I no Longer Cry...
You Make Me Laugh
There you going Baby
You Left Me here so I could sit and cry
What have you done to me?
I guess it doesn't matter Anymore
Do you Remember Baby last September how you held me tight each and every night?
Oppsy Daisy how you drove me Crazy.
There is no use in me crying
i have done everything
and i am sick of trying
I have thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days
over you
now you go your way
and i will go mine
now and Forever till the end the time
i will find someone new
we will say we are through
and you will not matter anymore.
there is no Use
Now please Go Your Way
and I will Go Mine
Fuck
You Do Not Matter Anymore
These Words Bring a Smile to My Face
Dies For You....
Thursday, July 15, 2010
"Le Poids Des Mots"....(a trip down Memory-Lane)

Sunday, July 11, 2010
You are Special , are you not.
I have no Idea about You
Nor Do I want to know more than I already Know.
I saw you Today.
Your Face as we passed made me Laugh.
Kinda like that Snort Laugh I do, when I drink.
Ha
Yeah, You know that one.
You have Heard it a Million Times.
So?
When do We End This?
Have we Even Begun?
You are Silly.
I Just got Shivers all Up and Down my Spine.
Glad To see I can Still Feel
Ha
There's that Snort Laugh Again.
So I Like her Name.
Very Pretty.
I thought of her When I saw You today.
Might say, I am Glad you did Not Notice me.
How could you? You have only seen me UnClothed.
That Laugh Again.
The Mind is a Powerful thing to Waste.
Stop Wasting Yours; and My Batteries.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Soul Burns to Capture a Moment Never Capable of Becoming.
My Hands Burn because of there over development during the Wee Late Hours Alone in My Room.
My Thumb pierced from Glass Leaving Me once again in Pain.
The unresponsive Chatter that comes out of your Mouth every time we Speak.
The Truth that Will always Lie.
Oh My Dear, please. Do not worry for me. I Need Not worry for You.
Your Discomposed words make me Laugh.
Your inability to understand Who and What we are; When We are, How we Are.
Your stupidity for Capturing a Moment on Film makes me Laugh.
Your desire to Pronounce Life in a Photo , a photo that shall Never Be Alive.
Your Ability to Tell me what I Want to Hear, and not what I need to Hear.
Your Lacking of Manliness, overruled by your Desire to be Desirable.
Your overuse of Words only you Understand.
Your unconscious Actions due to your Demeaning Childhood.
Your Faith and Desire I no Longer Feel For.
Your inadequate Ways of Living, Speaking, Believing, Fucking how you Like and not How I Like.
I have spent too much Time Lying.
I have spent too much time Trying
I have spent too much time Misbehaving.
I have spent too much time trying to Understand a mystery that has no understanding.
I was Captured in a Moment; only brief.
I sit in Silence and Silence is what I choose.
The Calming of No Words, No Sound, No Voice, No Heart Beat.
This Calms Me.
The door is Closed Tonight....