If only just from today.

Anonymous — Wed, 15 Dec 2010 05:21:58 +0000

Today was kind of dumpy.
Rained in the morning.
Grey the whole day.
Pumped on caffeine.
Ate the wrong lunch.
Couldn’t get inspired.
Wanted to leave work.
Then the fire alarm went off, which I took as God’s sign to find alcohol.
OK, it wasn’t him. But I went anyway.
Had some beers.
Sat alone.
Texted friends on my phone.

Generally feeling bad about myself.

Took BART back home and fell on my bed.
Undressed, hopped in the shower and started singing.
All of the sudden I had a moment of clarity,
and realized what question I’d failed to ask.
What is missing from my life?
I realized the answer.
If only just from today.

bedtime lullaby

Anonymous — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 08:21:46 +0000

it’s late

and the muses whisper

light melodies to my ear

words mix in my mind as

crickets dance in the cold night air.

i flick a match

and an orange glow floods the dark

as i light my last cigarette

breathing slowly as the first puff

mixes with my blood.

all alone

isnt what we’re meant to be

but thats just the way it is

when youre old enough

no one can care.

its my show.

pool hall buddies

hot dinner dates

shooting shit at work

late night AIM

with old college roomates

all equally sick

of real life.

before i sleep

in an empty house

i burp softly

what was in a bottle

before my mind’s vapors

disappear