Wednesday, February 28, 2007

you say everything worth saying has already been said
like profoundness is a mystical illusion this generation is uncapable of feeling
so you piece together your sayings and mottos
throw them about so carelessly
dance around statements and realizations

arent we all just peices of someone elses thoughts?
arent we all just the products of society?

fuck you and your shopping cart religion

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

you'd rather take sleep over food , you said
you'd rather slumber away than enjoy a moment with me

i've never made somebody breakfast before.

i can see there will be no sunrises with you

no fucking in the graveyard
no smiles without forethought.

with that i bid you farewell.

i hope your snores make excellent lovers.


Tuesday, February 06, 2007

no defining statements, just mild stutters in the conversation of life.
the coffee is extra bitter today
no cream swirled at the center, you said
i guessed you didn't sweeten it
one packet at a time.