tides

"tides"

we are exposed to one another

more clearly.

but hopes and dreams are an ocean's

tide. rising and falling motion with the

pull of cosmic forces. but

there is no divinity in this.

Gods' hands will not save me

(or cleanse me).

i am swimming to nothing

and crushing under the weight

of these waves.

give me a reason not to

die in these waves.

n/a

i'm tired, in so

many ways.

note: much to do.

mountains

"mountains"

we never slept much; there

was a static that kept us

awake.

god damn. 

i stumble downstairs and

everything is changed. we used

to be climbing mountains 

together

we made a promise, signed it in 

blood. always falling down, i get

so tired. jeff used to say, 

"rock bottom is a beautiful start.

we're rising up to show the world our scars,
from a former life that we'd rather not hide."

jaw

"jaw"

the scent of

withered leaves was

infectious.

seasons lay shattered at the edge 

of town. August and September cradled

like lovers fallen from windows; remnants

of an intimate suicide.

his breath stagnated as the sun rose

and fell. hidden in chrysanthemums 

collapsed in lilac

under emptiness while his

heart drifted outward moving

deep into the trees.

n/a

writer's block currently, seems like we've all got a case of it. i decided to write down some of the lines i've been thinking of or lines that have inspired me in some form so i do not lose track. 

as for now, i'm going to continue enjoying ghostbusters 2. 

content:

"i have never seen a dog with crooked teeth"

"earth and stone"

"blanket of august"

orate

"orate"

you are

in this sunlight

hypnotized. i 

dive 

into the flood. still 

resilient.

note: bloc party, good band still to this day. 

treading

"treading"

i have spent days crowning

cancers and healing the sick. life

is like a morning fog.

note: perhaps rebirth is possible in life and after.

i'm tired of people preaching disaster, it's just getting repetitious in the worst kind of way. these things had once been interesting to me but not so much any more. it seems everyone is looking for a way out of this world and into a higher plane. approach this notion with doubt, for your own good. 

be "reasonable".

waking, dreaming

"waking, dreaming"

destruction, keeps me around

the weight of transgression

eyes get heavy, and words twisted.

gold

replaced with a veil of red rust.

speak louder, maybe they can hear us

beg and plead. but it's so much simpler when

i can't hear it. i'm not sorry, it's reassuring.

maybe this is ascension, 

you are inspiration

without discretion. 

note: watched meet joe black in the first time in a long time today, good film. changed my outlook on many things. quote:

Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived. 

so do you

"so do you"

you can
lose yourself
and i can
act as a beacon.

lost or together; we
are still bonded

i know what a lion is.

start speeding

"start speeding"

stars streak the sky and we
are speeding.
if you lost control, the impact
would take us furthest from truth.

my blood is lukewarm
and yours starts to slow with age.
i came carrying flowers
but,

i did not put on my funeral
face this morning.

someone's spark

"someone's spark"

simple and white, i worship
the ethereal glow that your
heels leave behind.

winter is getting cold and
the night covers trees in
blankets of ink.

you can hear the simplest songs. they
have been sung for years
and years.

voices may entwine, but only for a moment.