Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Why must
sad demises
still come
as surprises?

Thursday, January 26, 2012

And when the worrying starts to hurt
And the world feels like graves of dirt
Just close your eyes until
You can imagine this place
Yeah our secret space at will

Shut your eyes

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Broken Staircase

New boy in dream tells me that the one I'm with is doing things he's not supposed to be doing. He grabs my hand and on our way upstairs he breaks BREAKS the staircase so we are not followed. I lay the plastic sheet so he can have me in the middle of the destruction.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Blame It On

the teenage a-a-a-a-aa-angst.