when Everyone searches for
Originality
Cohesiveness is lost
A web reduced to unused fibers
drifting chaotically in the wind
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
You are not brilliant
I don’t care what your mom thinks
Aspire for average
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:01 AM UTC
I live in many places:
Sometimes, in the weight between the top of my neck and the bottom edge of my skull,
or about 3 feet trailing behind my left ear;
a few times I've found myself in your right eye;
But, most of the time, I am hanging, suspended a breathe away from the skin that clothes the body that lives for me.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 5:18 AM UTC
I will buy myself Chanel perfume.
Invest.
Tip everyone.
Eat breakfast with champagne.
With my finger and toenails constantly flawless.
Sleep will be reserved exclusively for the time between sunset and sunrise.
I will have to check my schedule.
Wear heels to work.
I will buy myself Chanel perfume.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 5:12 AM UTC
I stare at screens,
choppy imitations
of what lies beyond,
A bystander
in the safe world of fiction.
I wear contacts–
my vision is not 20/20,
I can't see you from across the room.
But I have retina display
And I liked your post.
I stare at the ground.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 5:07 AM UTC
The blatant emptiness of sleep is honest,
un-assumed, comforting, and reliable-
a stark contrast to the fraudulent, deceitful, disconcerting
masked emptiness of reality.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
Don’t make any plans:
decisions allow failure;
uncertainty breaths.
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC
"--you know, I've either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I've sold my house, I've found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I'm going to have a place and
the time to
create."
no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you're on
welfare,
you're going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you're going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you're going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC