something old
2003-06-05
time is neverending
like the needles you slip underneath the sheets each night
i know you saw me cringe, and you grinned and then we went into that swirling world together… alone…
time is always-ending
like the pedals that fall each morning with the heaviness of the dew.
and i know you saw me fall, and you grinned and we woke from that swirling world together… alone…
2003-07-10
absorbed, saturated
moving through life without thought
just please, you do notice, right?
it’s numb, my mind
numb
i hear nothing but dull mumbled sincerities of nothing but numbing words that slur into nothing because there’s nothing in my mind
numb
absorbed