September 2009
1 post
peekaboo weekend.
well, she left their air snared with guilt
the drone bemoaned her silent cries
but whether the moment has ended
holds no relavance to her eyes
July 2009
1 post
June 2009
2 posts
“hey, i’ve been posting hella pics of you on tumblr. yeah, and i feel kinda...”
– FANTASY GIRL OF ME AND MY WOEFULL TUMBLARITY (2009).
and say whatup to the kids upstairs
when you get there, be sure to bring them
respect like they’re godbodies from the
5 signed to jive’lektrauni, cold
chillin with the biz, the kids would love
to hear some cheers from peers they hella
missed…okay? hello? mom, are you there?
helllooooo. mom, i’m hanging up now.
dad, mom’s being a tooootal “douchebag”.
May 2009
8 posts
what i want to write down, slowly, on a piece of...
the calm,
cool face of the river
asked me for a kiss.
there are two kinds of people in this world
the first kind is your typical busy man, always doing what needs to be done.
the other kind is quite different, tho. one could possibly rename this one kind
into three kinds: Bettys, Roosevelts & Thurstons.
Bettys and Roosevelts don’t really need a description (i mean, do they?)
but Thurstons can be split up into
five categories:
popular kids, indie kids, nerdy kids, french kids,...
way with words
the effervecent essence of adolence
kills the shrill shine of shrewd solidarity;
now bare with me as the bear paw claws
the jaws that hold the very mold that
keeps us together forever, never severed
like tough leather losing its soft senses;
as i commence this recital for the vital
necessities of life liberty and the pursuit of
something much more modest than the average
a-hole asking...
hither
as i sit on the porch that my father broke his back building
i see a pale white figure coming down the stairs above my
head.
two long, smooth legs appear in my sight as a rush of blood
travels through my brain and i wait to see the rest of this
beauty.
your slow, hypnotic stride woos me to a drunken state of
love and happiness and my head rocks back and forth, like your
hips.
my lips curl...
shhh...
keeeeeeeeeeeith don’t tell anyone my seeeecreeeeeet.
why?
because i don’t want anyone to hear it.
(i want it to be forvever.
forever between.
us).
keith: arjun said daniella isn’t
coming
even though she
is.
NO!
arjun: i tripped keith
and he told
me
not to tell
anyone
OH MY GOD!
brothers…broken…between…
...
i left my heart at your place last night...
is it there? i think it’s by your bed.
oh, i said I THINK IT’S AT YOUR BEDSIDE.
can you hear me? yeah, it’s real-… I SAID IT’S REALLY WINDY OUT HERE.
we-…well I’LL…I’LL CALL YOU BACK LATER THEN!
NO?
OKAY BYE!