February 2012
297 posts
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joan cusack & birthday oreos
this background piano is making me cry.
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unshushed.
little giant feeling you remind me of a
water slide in summer I am slipping into
a somewhat gallant state. I should explain- I see you as
something from a dream so if I start to disbelieve
it’s just an affect of your being. This fever that I’ve got
it has me squirming like a child and I want for you to know that
and my thumper heart
beats wild.
the 6 a.m. snow has rapidly melted
I want to play truth or dare
I want to play spin the bottle
I want to play manhunt
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oh no.
the floor of my bedroom is limited if I plan on stretching my legs
out. My thoughts tonight were so convoluted I couldn’t get
them to line up and so they blurred together
like children at recess. Let’s say Sally gets a bloody nose and starts screaming
the teachers will have to follow her voice
or the other children, pointing
clearing out a path for the rescue brigade. Finally
...
i am having a hard day i
want to say things but i can’t make them pretty so
what do I do then
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three
spider bites, now documented
get outta my room sir
the man in the movie said
living is terminal, so
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numbers
Life with you, poet
burns these moving images into my mind
throughout which we are
happy. You seem like a person that I could never feel to far away from and that makes me
blush a little maybe, I’ve never had that.
.
I have 24 so far and I want to add you to them.
.
It would take me something like
nine hours and forty-one minutes
to drive to you. Fourteen hours and and...
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every time I come downstairs my nose starts...
I’m watching this documentary called Darkon about people in Baltimore who dress up in medieval costumes for a fantasy role-playing game on the weekends and I’m thinking: This is great. A knight by weekend, excellent. I would love to be something else on the weekends, and sometimes I am but. Documentaries like this remind me how I love people.
estebanwaseaten asked: Thanks for following my Sun/Stars blog and having such kind words about my pictures. I am following you on this account (my main one) because your Tumblr seems pretty awesome, too.
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and that is that
I eat blueberry clusters, cereal out of a coffee mug and
listen to Thelonious, browsing pictures of delicious cake
it’s looking as if my cat has thrown himself across my grey comforter
he’s got these tiny meows, they haven’t ever been big and
i think that he and i are kind of similar in that way
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bake you a cake
fix you a slice
and run my fingers through your hair, smiling
as you eat
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wait,
where in the great white north
.
I don’t know how
you’ve imagined so correctly
the way in which I move
.
letters behind my teeth
.
My desire to hug you
is like an ache that I might have
until it finally happens.
