all this, is for the birds;

&& you ain't nothin but a vulture.

the sky was spread endlessly above them. the purest shade of forget-me-not's, the very same hue as her eyes that afternoon. with every glance he was finding it harder to break his gaze. was he just being paranoid? it seemed, atleast for that moment, all the questions of the universes were answered in her eyes. all he wanted to do was dive in and be engulfed in their color. saturated. mildly, he noticed that her lips were moving, but he had been in a trance. shit. how long had she been talking? maybe subconsciously he had taken in the words she spoke. no such luck. he had been mesmerized; hypotized. and now it was apparent he clued in to her lips and their movement too late. the point had already been expressed.
now he'll never know; did her words match the message in her eyes?
the only words he heard were goodbye.

..

I'm in some desperate need of new music. or atleast new CDs. I'm afraid I'm going to burn a hole in the one you made me; I've been listening to it too much lately. front to back: track after track.
which words are these tracks trying to speak for you? mixed messages.
I wonder what the rough cut included..
is it wrong to request a discology? I need atleast a volume two and three. tell me im not deserving ...


i'm finding it hard to keep track of my cigarette intake. in the morning I'll be left wondering where they all went.. at this point of the buzz, I remember lighting them, and then too soon, I find myself needing to extingush them.
where did my cigarette go?

maybe it's best not to do this under the influence of nicotine & tequila...
oh tequila. you try warning me but I never listen.

mouseholes

I've been hiding.
from myself. my neighorhood. responsiblities.
I don't want the police officer to reconize my face from waiting at the bus stop.
please: profile me.


I can feel the change. it came in with the warm front, about a month ago. I'm drifting away from this island. just me & this half ass raft I've rigged together. let's see how far out to sea i drift, before the sharks circle around. closer and closer. before long and I'll be dragged into the dark blue unseen. deep.

the sky is the most incredible shade of blue.
no complaints.
slowly though I am running out of sunlight.
and the night is full of too many temptations.


this grey color has tints of blue. had you noticed?..