Monday, May 31, 2010

The Medicine Is The Sickness









If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who won’t let me in on the freeway.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s having to let people in on the freeway.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s waking up to 50 assholes pretending to be me.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s waking up feeling like an asshole because I yelled at those assholes.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who turn the things I say into insipid greeting card messages.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s turning a bunch of ideas into a laundry list.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s that feeling you get when you scratch something new.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not knowing what’s wrong with someone and all you want to do is make them feel better.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s knowing that my mind naturally gravitates towards the negative and not being able to stop it.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s people who become your friend, to become your friends’ friend.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s being really busy and using that as an excuse to ignore your email.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s having to acknowledge that my feelings are my own, no one else’s. And, my responsibility.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s forgetting that and taking the way I feel out on the world.

If there's one thing I hate, it's people who criticise things, who can't take criticism.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s going to the same job day-after-day for the same pay.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not having a job.

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s not you.

It's me.

Friday, May 28, 2010

The Drowning Of Sorrow















You made your point. I broke my guitar/paintbrush/pen/heart.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

The Synæsthesia Inside















To you, it might just be the chemicals inside us changing. All I know is our bodies reward us for being with each other.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The Fading Glow









What you gave me was a reason. Not an excuse. Because there’s sex, making love and fucking. And then there’s you.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The Prisons We Made For Ourselves








You should put them in a cage. The beggars and the vagrants and the ones we fight against. The people we disagree with. The ones who look or sound different from us. The neighbours who talk about us. Let's put the whole god damn world in a cage. Until the walls enclose it all. And only we are left on the outside.

Monday, May 24, 2010

The Lovers Bleed Into Each Other






















And as we touch, I can never tell if you are touching me or I am touching you.

Friday, May 21, 2010

The Avoidance Of Pain















I would never hurt you. Not even to kiss it better.