skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
So Cold
I am so cold
I can hardly feel it
Anymore
What was a fire
Is now nothing
And I sit in this
Lonely place
Cold place
Silent place
Wondering
If I will die here
Alone and
Uncounted
Watching
Waiting
Monday, December 25, 2017
First Kiss
The same breath of air is on both of our faces
You are finally so close, but we are not yet touching
Our lips gently brush and then the tips of our tongues
And then we are touching. Everywhere
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Joel
Sweaty Cinderella (2017) by Joel Melton
This old world
Tries to kill us all
Just to prove
That it can
Well, fuck that
And fuck everyone
Trying to help
It along
It can kill me
But not my creations
They will still be here
When I’m gone
The snow is swirling
The wind howls
It blinds me at times
I am unconcerned
Studying it through
A lens of the past
None of it matters
I have realized that
I see an oasis ahead
A warm fire
A safe place
I keep walking
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Blog Archive
▼
2022
(1)
▼
June
(1)
The Ground
►
2019
(3)
►
July
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
February
(1)
►
2018
(19)
►
November
(1)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(6)
►
January
(7)
►
2017
(5)
►
December
(5)
►
2011
(1)
►
September
(1)
►
2009
(8)
►
May
(8)
►
2008
(12)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(9)
►
2006
(24)
►
October
(3)
►
August
(1)
►
July
(3)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(9)
►
January
(6)
►
2005
(68)
►
December
(6)
►
November
(8)
►
October
(8)
►
September
(5)
►
August
(6)
►
July
(15)
►
June
(11)
►
May
(7)
►
April
(2)
Links
This American Life
National Public Radio
The Smoking Gun
About Me
Doseydotes
View my complete profile