Monday, September 27, 2010


controlled by electrodes
can't fix me
all my life has been Mind over matter
now, we are matter over Mind
Mind cannot stop three letters
nor ave maria echoing in the cavern of my skull
basket of a fistful of problems
mistakes waiting to happen,
problems surfacing to arrival
bumps on a temple
hair covering something so ugly
so despairing
and so wonderful
i hate you
i love you

mind over matter


Wednesday, September 22, 2010

not my plans. obviously.

deep down, i knew this would happen.

not liking my psych class.

wanting to sing, all the time.

not knowing if i'm good enough.

knowing i don't like psychology.

never believing in myself enough.

hating music theory.

but loving to sing, performance.

God, no.

i will never know if i am good enough.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

ridiculous hilarious flirty underwater tea party.

so darling
you came back
now that my chest is larger
and my countenance more appealing
later you see
sure, darling, sure
supposedly we never hated
... more annoyed
so we all gather together
at a ridiculous underwater tea party
it felt as if my skirts were floating above me in
high water

da da da da ba da da da la la

so eyes look up past eyelashes as my teeth smile in spite of themselves
irony at its best
with a touch of lust and flirtation

why don't we all go out sometime?
scones? crepes?
i will most likely choke from laughter
separating my life was futile, i suppose

dugout, anyone? you bring the scones, i'll bring the skirt.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

half n half.

we commend each other, chock-full of experience
half n half.
kind of like my shitty cup of coffee
true downfalls, painful things that will
for the rest of my life
but something that rings
i can see it in the rafters of this empty place
full of home
bubble burst
lungs filled with skittles
the dingy surroundings confuse my sense of right
but not my sense of wrong

Thursday, September 16, 2010

future on line one.

as we sit around at wall facing tables
perfection teases me at its highest of heights
where dream meets neighbor
never knocks at my door
all things arranged
sticky notes on that table
i am left wondering how to spell
future is bright, fluorescent and yellow
damn your streets cars and internet cables
nothing but socks left on the floor
as sweet, coy ambition walks out my door

tell me you love it
tell me; or i'll

your turquoise transportation to a cotton-filled sky
chemicals confuse me
ratios wrong me

a ring
an alarm
not a call from

a toy

so chevalier

satchel filled with handfuls of mistakes
for that is all my fists can take

Sunday, September 12, 2010

come on, fat love.

come on handled love
crooked nose and toad smile
funny voice and short mile
things i see, part of life
unchanged in self
seen in a new way
we will not be forgotten
only shoved to the past by my newfound ambition
opportunity, my dear friend
give me everything
or put it in front of me
and i will snatch it as if i am coordinated

try me

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

we, the cool kids.

am i blind to the people who don't have a face?

dominican in the zip up against a brick wall
pirate with glasses
queen of hong kong
boy with cheyennes

me with the sightless eyes

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

up and up.

my head hurts
so i wont read anymore
but go to bed

Sunday, September 5, 2010


tonight we are here
surrounded by bar code geniuses and asian rastafarians
straight from my life
for i am glad i got off the couch
and took experience off the wall
saw a little
now i smell a little
but sweat and smoke are rich with color
natural life taking place
for i know better than to get as many numbers as i can and forget about the true meaning of friendship
so keep me open
keep me crazy
keep me loving
and worshipping in my own way.

Friday, September 3, 2010

with all my love.

we are forever ago never occurring but in a distant dream full of old colors and twisted mental schemes