Instant thoughts. (add yours if you like)

ClutchTheDawn

and by instinct
she rolls her eyes...why?
i don't know
probably just the answer
to the all the things she doesn't know

olderman

my dog sleeps with her eyes open


i hope to hell she's seen' sompin'

finnannie

it felt right
we sat outside together
feeling the mist of spring rising from the ground
drops of water
fell to our foreheads
the magic
touching us
I now see
where I want to be

chadwick

:(

prism

why can't some people understand that it's unrealistic to think that balance can be found within a delusion?

weed

2 fires
no matches
!

blonde redhead

Thanks for taking the flowers from my fathers grave,

I’m glad that you felt that they were in the way.

Thanks for the phone call to let me know to pick them up, because
I spent near 50 bucks.

I guess they probably look better in the trash anyways, or over at your mommas place.

And thanks for letting me know they finally put his headstone up, it took damn near 6 months.

But I’m glad that within the first month, you already had yours up.

Thanks for putting the little birds up there too, thanks for cramming all of your crap and not leaving me any room.

And thanks for putting the little lanterns there that light up night,

So we can all see our way because it’s so often we go and visit the cemetery at night.

Thanks for always thinking of yourself and no one else, thanks for showing me such little respect.

chadwick

blonde redhead wrote:

Thanks for taking the flowers from my fathers grave,

I’m glad that you felt that they were in the way.

Thanks for the phone call to let me know to pick them up, because
I spent near 50 bucks.

I guess they probably look better in the trash anyways, or over at your mommas place.

And thanks for letting me know they finally put his headstone up, it took damn near 6 months.

But I’m glad that within the first month, you already had yours up.

Thanks for putting the little birds up there too, thanks for cramming all of your crap and not leaving me any room.

And thanks for putting the little lanterns there that light up night,

So we can all see our way because it’s so often we go and visit the cemetery at night.

Thanks for always thinking of yourself and no one else, thanks for showing me such little respect.

that is absolutely terrible.
anyhow, your writing does make an impact.
nicely done even if it is sad as hell.

romybian

I won't pretend I can fool this distance,
or that my feelings will last longer than time,
I won't fight to keep a flame going,
when I know that it won't keep me warm.

ClutchTheDawn

sometimes...
all that makes sense
is a good intent white lie

sometimes...
a spot on the fence
is the present tense denied

Jamal

a sweaty blaze
of thoughts
uncontrollable
bursts of angst
a fear inside
for no apparent reason
but uncertain future
in your hands

Jamal

Jamal wrote:

a sweaty blaze
of thoughts
uncontrollable
bursts of angst
a fear inside
for no apparent reason
but uncertain future
in your hands

*EDIT*
I'm applying for a really important job, so I'm not semi-suicidal or anything

chadwick

I may have just written one of the greatest poems of all time.
It will not be posted here.
Next book, yes.

urbanhippie

Fuck. What do I do? What can I say?


Nothing and nothing...I just have to be there.

AmadeusD

prism wrote:

why can't some people understand that it's unrealistic to think that balance can be found within a delusion?

Some delusions are easier to deal with
Delusions are closer to the truth, that what 90% of people perceive as reality
Some people just hate the real world, not surprisingly.

A fault line pretends
To stay calm
For another day
Holding fast
Forces those left
To run away
You can see for miles
Smoke that billows
Move close to smell
Smoke that stays close
I’ve known through clues
How it ends with nothing
But a sunset now
Would darken everything
The past is a horrible thing
Holding you fast with the people it brings
Their faces bright hold everything
You thought was right and made you sing
Never again will rain fall warm
But storm clouds grow
To answer the call
For warm, comforting rain

prism

AmadeusD wrote:

Some delusions are easier to deal with
Delusions are closer to the truth, that what 90% of people perceive as reality
Some people just hate the real world, not surprisingly.

A fault line pretends
To stay calm
For another day
Holding fast
Forces those left
To run away
You can see for miles
Smoke that billows
Move close to smell
Smoke that stays close
I’ve known through clues
How it ends with nothing
But a sunset now
Would darken everything
The past is a horrible thing
Holding you fast with the people it brings
Their faces bright hold everything
You thought was right and made you sing
Never again will rain fall warm
But storm clouds grow
To answer the call
For warm, comforting rain

it sounds rather that you're talking more about illusions and that's okay...i was talking about delusions where a people lose their grip on any sense of reality

weed

you never listen to the voices inside
they fill your ears as you run to a place to hide
you're never sure if the illusion is real
you pinch yourself but the memories are all you feel

25 years ago
I stood
right in front
of Billy ...
even then
I knew
what he was
talking about
when he asked
"are you lonely in the dark"

TrixieCat

I don't know how many times I had to ask you to listen to me, help me, love me...all I wanted or needed was your time...

prism

AWWWWWW, how precious....those deer babies were just born that very afternoon....two lil tiny baby bambis

catefrances

i love books
the written word
i need more shelves
tis the least they deserve
i can't get enough
he'll think im nuts
when he sees them stacked
like furniture
today two came
in the mail from afar
a thurston moore and a book on punk abodes
i find them and
theyre oh so cheap
but the postage ...yes...
... now thats the bitch
i love books
i must have more
i need to live forever
so i can read them all

olderman

catefrances wrote:

i love books
the written word
i need more shelves
tis the least they deserve
i can't get enough
he'll think im nuts
when he sees them stacked
like furniture
today two came
in the mail from afar
a thurston moore and a book on punk abodes
i find them and
theyre oh so cheap
but the postage ...yes...
... now thats the bitch
i love books
i must have more
i need to live forever
so i can read them all

diggin it in kansas

catefrances

olderman wrote:

diggin it in kansas

no way jose... too many tornadoes and flying houses for me thanks.
hi j.

olderman

hi cate

there are also Lions and Tigers and Bears to deal with

catefrances

olderman wrote:

hi cate

there are also Lions and Tigers and Bears to deal with

oh my.

prism

will he arrive with the next sunrise?

catefrances

you stupid bitch, what the fuck are you doing?

i don't know anymore. i thought i was okay but i guess i was fooling myself

well what is it that you want?

what does it matter? it's out of my hands. there's nothing i can say anymore and there's nothing i can do

well then i guess you have to have a little faith

fuck that bullshit. i have no faith. this isn't about faith anyway. to me it's about fucking with someone. and not even realising it. pure and simple.

that's a harsh comment to make

yeah well it's a harsh world. people always looking for something more. don't know whats right in front of them. i'm too tired to deal with it anymore


well then what are you going to do?

nothing. i'm gonna do nothing.

Linda

catefrances wrote:

you stupid bitch, what the fuck are you doing?

i don't know anymore. i thought i was okay but i guess i was fooling myself

well what is it that you want?

what does it matter? it's out of my hands. there's nothing i can say anymore and there's nothing i can do

well then i guess you have to have a little faith

fuck that bullshit. i have no faith. this isn't about faith anyway. to me it's about fucking with someone. and not even realising it. pure and simple.

that's a harsh comment to make

yeah well it's a harsh world. people always looking for something more. don't know whats right in front of them. i'm too tired to deal with it anymore


well then what are you going to do?

nothing. i'm gonna do nothing.

nothing makes anything possible....

catefrances

Linda wrote:

nothing makes anything possible....

and nothing kills me.

Linda

catefrances wrote:

and nothing kills me.

don't let it....

catefrances

Linda wrote:

don't let it....

i'm just so tired.