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tribewar:

Beautiful ladies, white bustiers

Love of my life.


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Driving Home from a Show at 12:50 AM.

Drive home buzzed white powder daydream kissed a man with a beard
he wasn’t you.
Parameters unclear
was I wrong?
Unfaithful without intention
intention is everything
but to wait on someone
who might not be
waiting on you.
Am I a dreamer?
Am I a fool
to
wait for you?
Kissed a man
he wasn’t you
did I do wrong?

4/10/14


Such a beautiful day.

Such a beautiful day.


Goodbye Note to a Long Distance Affair
















Burning gnawing pit deep in my chest you’re not coming for meStay on your favorite volume of poetry, hugging verses you love to keep you nearMascara black tears matching track marks down my cheeksJim Morrison sings me lullabies stoned myself comfortably numbAll I wantAll I need                “California Poem” is all I have of you nowMemory tongue on skin hands through hair you in meNew York suffocates concrete towers chemical wind deafening noiseMountains call                         plan my escapefollow me                 too much to askPackage up your volume of poetry this letter a photograph

Let is serve as goodbye.

4/6/2014

Goodbye Note to a Long Distance Affair

Burning gnawing pit deep in my chest you’re not coming for me
Stay on your favorite volume of poetry, hugging verses you love to keep you near
Mascara black tears matching track marks down my cheeks
Jim Morrison sings me lullabies stoned myself comfortably numb
All I want
All I need
                “California Poem” is all I have of you now
Memory tongue on skin hands through hair you in me
New York suffocates concrete towers chemical wind deafening noise
Mountains call
                         plan my escape
follow me
                 too much to ask
Package up your volume of poetry this letter a photograph

Let is serve as goodbye.

4/6/2014


Sirens pierce the morning air sounds of spring struggle to be heard birds sing and the wind shakes branches still winter bare

I lay awake think of you plan a future that might not be hear the sounds of spring want you with me

Feet cold wish for yours to keep them warm but just tuck them deeper into the sheets

To wake to your voice saying sorry for sleeping in

But you’re not here smoking on another cigarette that I scold you for while the sounds of spring echo just outside my window.

3/29/2014

Sirens pierce the morning air sounds of spring struggle to be heard birds sing and the wind shakes branches still winter bare

I lay awake think of you plan a future that might not be hear the sounds of spring want you with me

Feet cold wish for yours to keep them warm but just tuck them deeper into the sheets

To wake to your voice saying sorry for sleeping in

But you’re not here smoking on another cigarette that I scold you for while the sounds of spring echo just outside my window.

3/29/2014


Q
I've been following you for about a year. Still to this day you are one of my favorite blogs. Keep up the great work. You are astounding and inspiring!
A

Thank you so much!!! :) I’m glad to hear I haven’t bored you yet! :P


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