.make sense! of this [NON]sense-tence.

31 December 2009

,-

back when I was alive;back when I could take flight;
I knew not yr middle name;you knew not mine

we had it without trying (it)
we did it through natural chemicals in our brains
the deep end was light years away
when you get near me I remember yr smell
it ceases to fade

our closeness kept us warm
kept us innocent


things were less complex then

back when

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recipe to ward off depression:

*a generous handful of people who care about you
*3 cups of hopefulness
*a dab of sunlight
*one quart quality time with close friends
*a limitless amount of fresh air
*ten days continuous bare the elements kind of exercise
*a daily scoop of productivity
*a hint of optimism.
*a spiritual encounter

stir it up & stay upbeat

k.

two years to the day

waiting for response
waiting for response
waiting for response I clean my hands of you

17 December 2009

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and as for your sinister child,
we have no room for his restraints

14 December 2009

/

can't take peppin on a bike ride on my shoulder.. bloob bloob bloob
ain't the same
just ain't the same

08 December 2009

thought

If I ever were to open a coffee shop I would take normally bland titled obvious drinks and liven up their presence by calling them names which are obscure yet spark curiosity.

My main drink would be called 'Hot Fuzz'
I would not tell the consumer what was in the drink.
The consumers would have to be bold to try 'Hot Fuzz' (it would come to be known as the house special)


that is all.

05 December 2009

vague

my idealist dreams just tumbled down like dominos
you were never the plan
you were never in the plan
oh, but you happened anyways
we happened

who happened?