I will eat the sun. To cascade darkness on this world. One the likes of which it has never seen as in this darkness no world could have ever been. I only the source of light shining from my mouth and eyes, The hole in my stomach where the great orb of light lies. Will … More Day 256: I will eat the sun.
A heart that beats out against still skin. Unsure of what to do. Though deep inside an energy begins. That lets my hope renew. I do not fear I’ll be long here. Lying in this bed. My umbrella has a jaunty dance. At the dark clouds overhead. I would walk the world three times. Then … More Day 255:
There’s tea dripping down into my soul. A wee ray of sun. Emanating from myself , now whole. It seems all stress done.
I got sick, From eating my emotions. It exploded across the sheets. I made this bed, So I guess I’ll sleep. Held down by all these ties. Loyally unable to pledge allegiance to myself.
It’s like sex protects me from the intimacy of emotion. It’s like my body was taken from me. I guess I sleep around because it makes me feel in control. I am choosing it this time. We’ll go as far as I say we’ll go. However there’s something about it. A change in perspective. No … More Day 252: sleeping around
I am tearing at my face again. Frustration makes the foundation of my mind. Time suppresses me and ticks away purposeless. I won’t stay here. As I weave my web of lies I wonder how I’ll escape. The moralities of convenience eat away at me. I wish I could I be away from all this. … More Day 251:
In any one instance I am perfectly still, perfectly unfeeling, perfectly non existent. Life is movement, nothing more than a state of change. Maybe that’s why we love to dance. Something that holds all our being but lacks any trace of autobiography. When I dance I feel the lines fuzz between myself and the world … More Day 250: Dancing