purple bottle

[can i tell you that you are the purple in me?
can i call you just to hear you would you care?
when i saw you put your purple finger on me
there's a feelin' in your bottle
found your bottle found your heart
gives a feeling from your bottled little part]

the cure

[Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
"Why are you so far away?" she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you?
That I'm in love with you?"]

Skeletons...

Skeletons land on the roofs of houses,

Skeletons send me messages from the attic.
Skeletons are in my bible,
They sing "where my soul went I am grateful."
When my days were sad I built homes with hollow leaves
Then that became my past after a ghost said follow me.

nevermind, I am relaxing and dancing

I want to slide with the appealing water. No one swims farther than I, in my favorite river.

some days...

I know you I sketched you out on those bones,
I left you by the winter limbs and frozen dogs.
I taste you. You are below every cigarette i drink,
Every opportunity I skip for sleep to escape to dreams.

You can follow by a couple of yards but don't walk with me, I am still not sold.
You can sleep on the bed I set, but don't be there in the morning to kiss my toes.

I know you as the daunting aurora floating just behind my back,
You whisper creative things and that's all the good you can to give me.

Silent, why do you pin my tongue and turn my smile muscles into soaked clothes?
You've led me from a girl and now I'm sitting wondering when will my sore throat go away?

the start of something new

There is somethings peaceful about sharing with others, its a lesson we are taught early on. I have recently taken up writing in a journal and have found it to be a form of freedom, a time of solitude where I can meditate on thoughts and feelings. It is a place where a piece of my mind shows up on paper, which to me is interesting. In blogging I'm not expecting much. I'm expecting my post to just be random pieces of information and art I've picked up from someone else. If you can take something away from this blog, then good. If not, that's ok too. To me it is just a way to escape my busy life for a second and maybe briefly document what I was interested in, or doing, at a certain time in my life.