[11 Jul 2006|05:47pm] To _________: Does he she kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does she sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does she walk around all day at school with her feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps to pretend she walks with you. Does she know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched and does she cry through broken sentences like I love you far too much? Does she lay awake listening to your breath? Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes. Is she coughing now on a bathroom floor? For every speck of tile there are a thousand more that you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally. I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death. In every city, memories would whisper: "Here is where you rest." I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine I kissed a girl boy with a broken jaw that his father gave to him. He had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours. In a story told he was a little boy in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was concealed. And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands. And it stretched for centuries to a diary entry's end where I wrote, You make me happy when the skies are gray You make me happy the skies are gray and gray and gray. Well the clock's heart it hangs inside its open chest with its hands stretched towards the calendar hanging itself but I will not weep for those dying days. For all the ones who have left there are a few that stayed. And they found me here and pulled me from the grass where I was laid. 2 comments|post comment

[11 Jul 2006|10:47pm] OTHER FRIENDS: Never ask for food WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. OTHER FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad. OTHER FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, Damn...we fucked up...but that shit was fun!" OTHER FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Cry with you. OTHER FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours. OTHER FRIENDS: know a few things about you. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. OTHER FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. OTHER FRIENDS: Would knock on your door. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" OTHER FRIENDS: Are for a while. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Are for life. OTHER FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say, "Bitch, you better drink the rest of that, you know we don't waste!!" OTHER FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out!! OTHER FRIENDS: Will ignore this. WISCONSIN FRIENDS: Will repost this lolz. tis true. 3 comments|post comment

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