My girl's mottled prince lost so young. Barking behind her in a wishing well, her call growing softer in the dark as it went.. with magic grace he tucked his tail, the world too coarse for our buddy soft and smart.
We lost him in the rain that night. The weak fist of morning nudged us back into the streets and we found him.. his foxy coat mocking the cruel sky, our prince down on violent green, body unfamiliar but his head was high like Sphinx. I cried to touch his dirty fur. i thought he wasn't real
We can't touch him anymore, wet or dry, healthy or thin, but i was wrong to think that morning that he couldn't be there. Now he is gone and i know he will never truly go. Good things can't die, try as they might
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Nights working
Another insect in my hair. from keeping the window open, from the porch, from the cracks in the walls, from spending breaks in the alley, from living outside even when i'm not or the worst is when i can't. the girls screamed at it...poor bug. poor girls. poor me for getting angry with them.
One of the dishwashers talking to me about "Joan crawford's tits"
Meanwhile a tree above us is giving my wig a tenant, meanwhile i remember when it was colder out, i dream of losing my wig...only a wig
One of the dishwashers talking to me about "Joan crawford's tits"
Meanwhile a tree above us is giving my wig a tenant, meanwhile i remember when it was colder out, i dream of losing my wig...only a wig
Friday, March 25, 2011
Reel around the fountain
Bodies darkening with time
under the arms, between our legs, areolas shadows of show me yours and can i keep mine?, our blond heads dimming out like old bulbs
Bodies blending with the night ahead. knights of night, growing old like playing limbo, dancing in hell
under the arms, between our legs, areolas shadows of show me yours and can i keep mine?, our blond heads dimming out like old bulbs
Bodies blending with the night ahead. knights of night, growing old like playing limbo, dancing in hell
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
every time i read a porsche i think of u
du bist so weit weggg
muse, ich will einfach inspiriert sein. ich will spaß haben.
liebe deine,
angelina
muse, ich will einfach inspiriert sein. ich will spaß haben.
liebe deine,
angelina
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Drinking
INFP - "Questor". High capacity for caring. Emotional face to the world. High sense of honor derived from internal values. 4.4% of total population. |
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
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