how does one find a voice and use it
not to speak it but to create art in the written form
only the best don't pour a bit of themselves into the recipe
to create a character and write in their voice
not my narrow-minded own
no but to become another and tell their story
how can one ever decide whom to embody
so many fauxs in a universe of prose
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
there's a child-like innocence that I see in you
honesty that's been filtered and strained
with no filter
leaving the purest of honest with sediment left behind
and I see an old soul
the shaman who connects with the disconnect
and accepts for what is not
in a poetic manner that hurts
and mostly because it doesn't hurt
well that's what happens when we talk
turns out a screen need not keep us safe
boldly we address the past
and it turns out
neither of us have the courage to be
we swallow a laugh and cry to we have the courage to see
with no definitive answer as to whether that is actually courage
does the coward mediate?
or stick to the safe side
we wade in our safe sides
you and I
knee deep in mediocrity
something more- it's out there
will we find it?
I don't know
can we walk those miles to reach that one place
the place things seemed so clear?
or are we ignoring the fact that it's accessible from our back door
where it may be
is it the mountain tops and vast plains
or the courage to be?
You can’t lose something you never had
But can we gain it?
Why I think so.
The courage to be is rooted in you and me.
honesty that's been filtered and strained
with no filter
leaving the purest of honest with sediment left behind
and I see an old soul
the shaman who connects with the disconnect
and accepts for what is not
in a poetic manner that hurts
and mostly because it doesn't hurt
well that's what happens when we talk
turns out a screen need not keep us safe
boldly we address the past
and it turns out
neither of us have the courage to be
we swallow a laugh and cry to we have the courage to see
with no definitive answer as to whether that is actually courage
does the coward mediate?
or stick to the safe side
we wade in our safe sides
you and I
knee deep in mediocrity
something more- it's out there
will we find it?
I don't know
can we walk those miles to reach that one place
the place things seemed so clear?
or are we ignoring the fact that it's accessible from our back door
where it may be
is it the mountain tops and vast plains
or the courage to be?
You can’t lose something you never had
But can we gain it?
Why I think so.
The courage to be is rooted in you and me.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Life's a cycle they say
maybe it's the truth
but i hope it isn't
it only seems fair
that life be linear
Life's not fair they say
I want to be on the straight
and narrow
I want to walk past yesterday
and towards tomorrow
I do not want to revisit
yesterday
But oh!
to reinact the events of yesterday
does not take away today
today is a new day
where you can find a new way
to get through what feels like yesterday
maybe it's the truth
but i hope it isn't
it only seems fair
that life be linear
Life's not fair they say
I want to be on the straight
and narrow
I want to walk past yesterday
and towards tomorrow
I do not want to revisit
yesterday
But oh!
to reinact the events of yesterday
does not take away today
today is a new day
where you can find a new way
to get through what feels like yesterday
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Yet another forgotten poem
In tepid pools I sip
A magical myth
Of musty books
Velveteen Voltaire
Oh poignant Pucelle
Challenge my change
Three pennies saved
And rainy days
Enlightened Monarch
Trust me true
Coffee-stained pages
An empty laugh
Lusty Locke
And humble Hobbes
Sit silently
Lost in lonely shadow
In tepid pools I sip
Drinking up your wit
A magical myth
Of musty books
Velveteen Voltaire
Oh poignant Pucelle
Challenge my change
Three pennies saved
And rainy days
Enlightened Monarch
Trust me true
Coffee-stained pages
An empty laugh
Lusty Locke
And humble Hobbes
Sit silently
Lost in lonely shadow
In tepid pools I sip
Drinking up your wit
Curious, an essay from some years ago
This was an essay I wrote at least 4 or 5 years ago, and don't recall writing a single word of it. However, I came across it and found it somewhat interesting to read given our current situation. Yes, it is obvious I wrote this when I was much younger...but question my stance as you compare it to our current day problems; I'd love to hear your opinions
President Roosevelt’s New Deal was the beginning of a much stronger role by the Federal government in the economic well being of the country. F.D.R. received heavy opposition towards the New Deal; many felt it “endangered the American system of a free-enterprise.” However, programs such as the FDIC, AAA, CCC, and the Social Security Act played a huge role in pulling the country out of the depression. The measures taken, shaped our government today, and will continue to throughout history.
The New Deal was essentially a shot in the dark for F.D.R., but the over all outcome was a success. Without an immediate call for action, such as the New Deal, the depression would have reached an inconceivable point, and lasted much longer. Many of the programs introduced contributed to the success of the New Deal. One of the initial and essential actions enforced, was the FDIC. This reestablished American faith in banks, and quickly deposits exceeded withdrawals. Not only was money in circulation once again, but American’s were placing trust in the hands of the government. F.D.R. also created many work projects for American’s, resulting in job experience, independence, increased self-esteem, and a physical and psychological boost. Among these programs were the CWA, CCC, PWA, and TVA.
The measures taken by the Federal Government during the depression were labeled as “socialistic” and thought to be unjust and wasteful. In comparison to the familiar capitalistic government, and president Hoover’s “Prosperity is just around the corner” philosophy, it is understandable why such opposition might come about. However, it was clear, that a “do as you wish” approach meant tremendous suffering for an undefined period of time. It was absolutely necessary, and justifiable for the Federal government to play such a strong role in helping the country during the depression.
As the Federal government stepped in, it was unclear whether the many acts and programs introduced were beneficial of harmful to the economy. Programs such as the FDIC, AAA, CCC, and the Social Security tax all proved to be helpful, with exception of possibly the AAA later on after being proved unconstitutional. Without programs like the FDIC, faith would have never been restored in banks, which played a large role in recirculating money throughout the nation. The AAA was an exception only because it was eventually declared unconstitutional. Although the Social Security Act originally did not cover farm and domestic workers (that was later reformed), it helped millions of Americans feel more secure; and during a time like that, it was a priceless form of relief.
The depression resulted in a Federal government that intervened in a desperate time of need. To this day, our society is still one in which the government plays a large role in everyday affairs. There is a distinct difference though between times of need, and everyday affairs. It will be a very thin line between playing a role in daily choices to prevent desperate situations, and overstepping government power.
History proves there will never be a simple solution to government interaction and the perfect degree of it. F.D.R.’s New Deal was the beginning of a much stronger role by the Federal government in the economic well being of the country. Regardless of whether we need the government to play that role still today, or in the future; it was exactly what our Nation needed to be pulled from the depths of depression.
President Roosevelt’s New Deal was the beginning of a much stronger role by the Federal government in the economic well being of the country. F.D.R. received heavy opposition towards the New Deal; many felt it “endangered the American system of a free-enterprise.” However, programs such as the FDIC, AAA, CCC, and the Social Security Act played a huge role in pulling the country out of the depression. The measures taken, shaped our government today, and will continue to throughout history.
The New Deal was essentially a shot in the dark for F.D.R., but the over all outcome was a success. Without an immediate call for action, such as the New Deal, the depression would have reached an inconceivable point, and lasted much longer. Many of the programs introduced contributed to the success of the New Deal. One of the initial and essential actions enforced, was the FDIC. This reestablished American faith in banks, and quickly deposits exceeded withdrawals. Not only was money in circulation once again, but American’s were placing trust in the hands of the government. F.D.R. also created many work projects for American’s, resulting in job experience, independence, increased self-esteem, and a physical and psychological boost. Among these programs were the CWA, CCC, PWA, and TVA.
The measures taken by the Federal Government during the depression were labeled as “socialistic” and thought to be unjust and wasteful. In comparison to the familiar capitalistic government, and president Hoover’s “Prosperity is just around the corner” philosophy, it is understandable why such opposition might come about. However, it was clear, that a “do as you wish” approach meant tremendous suffering for an undefined period of time. It was absolutely necessary, and justifiable for the Federal government to play such a strong role in helping the country during the depression.
As the Federal government stepped in, it was unclear whether the many acts and programs introduced were beneficial of harmful to the economy. Programs such as the FDIC, AAA, CCC, and the Social Security tax all proved to be helpful, with exception of possibly the AAA later on after being proved unconstitutional. Without programs like the FDIC, faith would have never been restored in banks, which played a large role in recirculating money throughout the nation. The AAA was an exception only because it was eventually declared unconstitutional. Although the Social Security Act originally did not cover farm and domestic workers (that was later reformed), it helped millions of Americans feel more secure; and during a time like that, it was a priceless form of relief.
The depression resulted in a Federal government that intervened in a desperate time of need. To this day, our society is still one in which the government plays a large role in everyday affairs. There is a distinct difference though between times of need, and everyday affairs. It will be a very thin line between playing a role in daily choices to prevent desperate situations, and overstepping government power.
History proves there will never be a simple solution to government interaction and the perfect degree of it. F.D.R.’s New Deal was the beginning of a much stronger role by the Federal government in the economic well being of the country. Regardless of whether we need the government to play that role still today, or in the future; it was exactly what our Nation needed to be pulled from the depths of depression.
In a Summer Past
Connect to the moment this felt so very perfect-
Loving you is a like a song I replay Every three minutes and thirty seconds of every day And every chorus was written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night This potion might, this ocean might carry me
In a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me And every word, every second, and every third Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play ‘em, every chord is a poem Telling the Lord how grateful I am because I know him The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress
If you asking then I'm telling you it's yes (Yes, yes)Stand in love, take my hand and love God bless
Loving you is a like a song I replay Every three minutes and thirty seconds of every day And every chorus was written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night This potion might, this ocean might carry me
In a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me And every word, every second, and every third Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play ‘em, every chord is a poem Telling the Lord how grateful I am because I know him The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress
If you asking then I'm telling you it's yes (Yes, yes)Stand in love, take my hand and love God bless
When did I write this?
champagne frost on a window sill
building heavy with the weight
of fond memories
blackbird lost against a night sky
amongst the pitch of absence
ignorantly soaring
grandmother's fragile hands
the sweetest raspberries
sure and trembling
summer hail pounding hard
trapped in a shelter
mostly alone
still lake of untouched waters
poetry etched in liquid
by a solitary duck
the blackbird lost against a night sky
still soars as if it is free
how foolish and naïve
the blackbird is
building heavy with the weight
of fond memories
blackbird lost against a night sky
amongst the pitch of absence
ignorantly soaring
grandmother's fragile hands
the sweetest raspberries
sure and trembling
summer hail pounding hard
trapped in a shelter
mostly alone
still lake of untouched waters
poetry etched in liquid
by a solitary duck
the blackbird lost against a night sky
still soars as if it is free
how foolish and naïve
the blackbird is
Do you remember the time?
Her hair in pigtails
Red ribbons tied
Gently bending down
To smell a dandelion
Red ribbons tied
Gently bending down
To smell a dandelion
My Little Corner
The flowers are picked
Pressed by now
You sit unfinished
Like a painting
The bristles grow moldy
You’ve lost the gift
That last one touch
Of a masterpiece
Pressed by now
You sit unfinished
Like a painting
The bristles grow moldy
You’ve lost the gift
That last one touch
Of a masterpiece
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Words of Wisdom from Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I will not be made useless
I won't be idled with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what's right
cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
God's hands
We are God's hands
God's hands
We are God's hands
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I will not be made useless
I won't be idled with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what's right
cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
God's hands
We are God's hands
God's hands
We are God's hands
the workings of the mind
responsible for thought and reason
shut down in overload
too much memory
and not enough available space
save you some trouble
to access thought and reason
belief and truth
the megabytes they fail
left with a blank computer
keyboards to rework the mind
maybe this time around will be different
responsible for thought and reason
shut down in overload
too much memory
and not enough available space
save you some trouble
to access thought and reason
belief and truth
the megabytes they fail
left with a blank computer
keyboards to rework the mind
maybe this time around will be different
i met you in some far off planet
filled with unnowns and whatiffs
these beasts, they scared me
so you took my hand and led
here, you say
this planet offers us a new direction
a future that earth left behind
and i followed
i met you in some far off land
filled with sandtraps and minefields
these obstacles, they scared me
so you took my heart and led
here, you say
this land offers us opportunity
a chance we missed the first time
and i followed
you met me here in this little town
filled with skeletons and memories
these shadows, they scared you
so i took your soul and led
here, I say
we are here now
in this land of futures and unknowns
opportunity and chance
and we walked on
filled with unnowns and whatiffs
these beasts, they scared me
so you took my hand and led
here, you say
this planet offers us a new direction
a future that earth left behind
and i followed
i met you in some far off land
filled with sandtraps and minefields
these obstacles, they scared me
so you took my heart and led
here, you say
this land offers us opportunity
a chance we missed the first time
and i followed
you met me here in this little town
filled with skeletons and memories
these shadows, they scared you
so i took your soul and led
here, I say
we are here now
in this land of futures and unknowns
opportunity and chance
and we walked on
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I cannot write. I feel blank. I recently heard a poet say they often go back to the first line of poems they started but could not finish...and work from there. God, how many first lines I've written, left to dangle upon a single line, doodle, or cocktail napkin. An attempt to build from that could be interesting. Mainly because these first lines came from so long ago.
Okay, lets take a poem from 6th grade titled "The pain of the point"
My first line being:
"They say only time heals"
well I'd like to say it merely conceals
for decades later, the wound feels fresh
unless you take that daring step
to change things for once
to bandage your wound
stitch the open sore
and believe you are capable
of moving on
you are
so capable
time only heals
if you choose to let it do so
but why go ahead and do it yourself
a conscience decision to heal
to become whole once again
by no means easy
and by all means possible
you can allow yourself to bleed
to wait for Father Time to take away
the pain and sorrow you wallow in
or you can so NO I will not wait
to once again become whole
the choice is yours.
they say only time heals
I say only the mind believes it will heal
and by doing so, you become whole...
once again
Okay, lets take a poem from 6th grade titled "The pain of the point"
My first line being:
"They say only time heals"
well I'd like to say it merely conceals
for decades later, the wound feels fresh
unless you take that daring step
to change things for once
to bandage your wound
stitch the open sore
and believe you are capable
of moving on
you are
so capable
time only heals
if you choose to let it do so
but why go ahead and do it yourself
a conscience decision to heal
to become whole once again
by no means easy
and by all means possible
you can allow yourself to bleed
to wait for Father Time to take away
the pain and sorrow you wallow in
or you can so NO I will not wait
to once again become whole
the choice is yours.
they say only time heals
I say only the mind believes it will heal
and by doing so, you become whole...
once again
Friday, May 23, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
New Day
today the 6 a.m. sunlight woke me up
i turned my head and closed my eyes
but i felt it wrong to betray a sunrise
and so the light reached me
warming, waking, shining
i suppose it was the perfect timing
i had planned on sleeping
but i put my feet on the floor
and asked you for more
and so you complied
awaking me each day
showing me there's a different way
oh you say today is today
another chance to try
to dance to love to fly
and now i thank the 6 a.m sunlight
for you have set me free
in this moment of recovery
i turned my head and closed my eyes
but i felt it wrong to betray a sunrise
and so the light reached me
warming, waking, shining
i suppose it was the perfect timing
i had planned on sleeping
but i put my feet on the floor
and asked you for more
and so you complied
awaking me each day
showing me there's a different way
oh you say today is today
another chance to try
to dance to love to fly
and now i thank the 6 a.m sunlight
for you have set me free
in this moment of recovery
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
the power of words; written of spoken...hold no meaning.
i want to feel the power of humankind, i want to feel the desire to love and be loved in return.
I want to ride my bare feet into pristine clay, feeling the rush;
permeating though the soles of my feet; my toes, covering me in earth. Oh Blessed, how I need you now more than ever.
I am forgetting the magical transition from heels to flats. To be as God made me; imperfect and beautiful.
I want to find my spiritually through gazing in the darkness of dark, flicking each star as if they might fall, they do, but i live them unconditionally regardless.
I want to know somewhere, somehow, this Being resides. I beg upon you, please help me with this ambiguity. I need you now, as I have always needed needed you. But now more than ever, I want to know you. I want to believe in you without having to change my morals and values.
my words.my still words. but if you are there please show me the ways in my life that you manifest yourself. I know that defies faith, but please let there a Being far greater than human kind.
i want to feel the power of humankind, i want to feel the desire to love and be loved in return.
I want to ride my bare feet into pristine clay, feeling the rush;
permeating though the soles of my feet; my toes, covering me in earth. Oh Blessed, how I need you now more than ever.
I am forgetting the magical transition from heels to flats. To be as God made me; imperfect and beautiful.
I want to find my spiritually through gazing in the darkness of dark, flicking each star as if they might fall, they do, but i live them unconditionally regardless.
I want to know somewhere, somehow, this Being resides. I beg upon you, please help me with this ambiguity. I need you now, as I have always needed needed you. But now more than ever, I want to know you. I want to believe in you without having to change my morals and values.
my words.my still words. but if you are there please show me the ways in my life that you manifest yourself. I know that defies faith, but please let there a Being far greater than human kind.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Things that make me Happy
- sunshine
- yoga
- cooking
- making lists
- getting sleep
- laughing
- asparagus
- getting my favorite parking spot
- wild flowers growing in our yard
- winston and bella
- jepoardy
- fast-fowarding through commercials
- feel-good movies
- lavender chocolates
- good wine
- getting paid to do homework
- actually doing my homework
- cuddling with aaron
- pen-pals
- using the perfect pen for th day
- daily planners
- being in love
- highlighters
- writing poetry
- music for the moment
- quiet time
- sora
- sleeping naked
- cheese cheese cheese
- pleasant surprises
- grocery shopping
- warm sheets
- watching kitties play
- baaaabies
- giving and receiving good advice
- picnics
- strong coffee
- wikipedia
- people making a difference
- student publications
- the scent of Light Blue
- letting go of the past
- listening to aaron sing and play guitar
- soft blankets
- humor
- routines
- kissing
- aquafor
- sweaters
- being barefoot
- clear nights
- when my flowers don't die
Monday, March 31, 2008
perfectly people portioned pills
i poison myself with you
every night
believing you are my solution
and problem
i swallow you whole
in hopes you can make
a better person out of me
problem is
i don't know if you are
my problem or solution
you dance your tangos
in my throat, sliding
deep into my stomach
where i like to feel you
but do you reach my head?
if so
do you speak to my head
in the language i'd prefer?
every night
believing you are my solution
and problem
i swallow you whole
in hopes you can make
a better person out of me
problem is
i don't know if you are
my problem or solution
you dance your tangos
in my throat, sliding
deep into my stomach
where i like to feel you
but do you reach my head?
if so
do you speak to my head
in the language i'd prefer?
Sunday, March 30, 2008
the early hours of the mourning
sometimes around 3:00 a.m.
i wonder what i'm doing here
i should be asleep
next to your body
lost to me now
but i lay awake
looking at the spackle on the ceiling
with all its imperfections
twisted circles of different size
no pattern, so reason
and i wonder what i'm doing here
i wonder what i'm doing here
i should be asleep
next to your body
lost to me now
but i lay awake
looking at the spackle on the ceiling
with all its imperfections
twisted circles of different size
no pattern, so reason
and i wonder what i'm doing here
broken beautiful dancer
my little ballerina
oh how pretty she dances
and twirls
while wishing she were in a different world
oh but how pretty she is
her stomach empty
her pirouettes perfect
her body aligned
with their desires
so pretty
my ballerina is
oh how pretty she dances
and twirls
while wishing she were in a different world
oh but how pretty she is
her stomach empty
her pirouettes perfect
her body aligned
with their desires
so pretty
my ballerina is
Friday, March 21, 2008
Kate Nash's 'Skeleton' with a twist of my Wellness
Skeleton You've been my friend
But you are made of bone
Well I'd like to give you some flesh and blood
So for once, I can call you my own
Skeleton we have been friends for years
And you have seen me through some trials
And tribulations and some tears
But everybody thinks I'm weird
And I should have known
That it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
It's not that I'm letting go of you
but right now, you've got no body
I'd like to clothe you
In unconditional love
When we were young
It was easy
But now I'm twenty
And maybe we can be friends
If you take on a life of your own
Including the will to live
But Skeleton, you are my friend
And I could never bring your life to an end
Yes Skeleton you are, you are my friend
And I will be there for you until the end
And even though, when I take you out
You've got me, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
I could, I could never let you go
No instead, I think I'll let you grow
Into the flesh my soul deserves
That is all I know
That is all I know
I am more than just a friend
Of a skeleton with no body
I am a body with a skeleton
Who needs my nurishment desperately
That is all I know
Oh yes,
That is all I know
But you are made of bone
Well I'd like to give you some flesh and blood
So for once, I can call you my own
Skeleton we have been friends for years
And you have seen me through some trials
And tribulations and some tears
But everybody thinks I'm weird
And I should have known
That it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
It's not that I'm letting go of you
but right now, you've got no body
I'd like to clothe you
In unconditional love
When we were young
It was easy
But now I'm twenty
And maybe we can be friends
If you take on a life of your own
Including the will to live
But Skeleton, you are my friend
And I could never bring your life to an end
Yes Skeleton you are, you are my friend
And I will be there for you until the end
And even though, when I take you out
You've got me, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
I could, I could never let you go
No instead, I think I'll let you grow
Into the flesh my soul deserves
That is all I know
That is all I know
I am more than just a friend
Of a skeleton with no body
I am a body with a skeleton
Who needs my nurishment desperately
That is all I know
Oh yes,
That is all I know
Friday, February 15, 2008
Skeleton you are my friend
But you are made of bone
And you have got no flesh and blood
Running through you to help protect the bone
Skeleton we have been friends for years
And you have seen me through some trials
And tribulations and some tears
But everybody thinks I'm weird
And I should have known
That it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
And it's not that I'm letting go of you
But I don't know what to do
Skeleton we are so close
But you have got no body
So why do you insist on wearing clothes
Skeleton when we were young
It was easy
Even though the other kids
They would tease me
But I was only seven I had you
But now I'm twenty-two
And now it's different, when I take you out
And you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
[Skeleton Song lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
And it's not that I'm letting go of you
But I don't know what to do
'Cause sometimes at night,
I dream of the most terrible things
I take a hammer and I creep out of bed
And I raise it high
And I smash your head
Fibular and tubular
And ribs and cages, too
In fact, while I'm here
I'll smash the whole of you
Smaaaaaaaaaaash !
But Skeleton, you are my friend
And I could never bring your life to an end
Yes Skeleton you are, you are my friend
And I will be there for you until the end
And even though, when I take you out
You've got me, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
I could, I could never let you go
And that is all I know
And that is all I know
And that is all I, that is all I know
And that is all I know, know
-Kate Nash
But you are made of bone
And you have got no flesh and blood
Running through you to help protect the bone
Skeleton we have been friends for years
And you have seen me through some trials
And tribulations and some tears
But everybody thinks I'm weird
And I should have known
That it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
And it's not that I'm letting go of you
But I don't know what to do
Skeleton we are so close
But you have got no body
So why do you insist on wearing clothes
Skeleton when we were young
It was easy
Even though the other kids
They would tease me
But I was only seven I had you
But now I'm twenty-two
And now it's different, when I take you out
And you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
[Skeleton Song lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
And it's not that I'm letting go of you
But I don't know what to do
'Cause sometimes at night,
I dream of the most terrible things
I take a hammer and I creep out of bed
And I raise it high
And I smash your head
Fibular and tubular
And ribs and cages, too
In fact, while I'm here
I'll smash the whole of you
Smaaaaaaaaaaash !
But Skeleton, you are my friend
And I could never bring your life to an end
Yes Skeleton you are, you are my friend
And I will be there for you until the end
And even though, when I take you out
You've got me, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
I could, I could never let you go
And that is all I know
And that is all I know
And that is all I, that is all I know
And that is all I know, know
-Kate Nash
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
ifalldownbecauseidontknowhowtostandandifididimightnotanywaybecauseyourpraiseandtheircertificatesdontfulfillthevoidyouhavecreatedwhichisreallyonlyavoidihavecreated.
thereisanemptinessthatresonatesintheworstofwaysandifiknewhowimighttrytofixitbutreallynothingcantakeawaytheholeinthebottomleftsideofmystomachthatachesnonstop
iwishsomeoneknewwhatiwastalkingaboutbutsomethingtellsmeyoujustcantbecauseitsaholeicutmyself
thereisanemptinessthatresonatesintheworstofwaysandifiknewhowimighttrytofixitbutreallynothingcantakeawaytheholeinthebottomleftsideofmystomachthatachesnonstop
iwishsomeoneknewwhatiwastalkingaboutbutsomethingtellsmeyoujustcantbecauseitsaholeicutmyself
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
i need a change up in monday-sunday
i crave culture and i am seriously lacking. 45 minutes away there is a town with plenty of it, but it's hard for me to make that commute by myself and no one else seems to be interested in anything interesting. it's killing me. i want someone who will take me to a new ethnic hole-in-the-wall restaurant that i've never even heard of. and order something just because they've never tried it before. i want someone who will take me to the theatre and indulge in my daydreams about traveling the world...without bring up the fact we have no money.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Mr. Man and almost any Woman
i think he is secretly unsatisfied is some way...and i just wish i knew why. when i do know why, i try my best to fix it...but i always end up messing it up and not doing it the way he wants. it makes me feel unwanted. it makes me feel undesirable. is it a burden to be around me?
i wish he would just be open with me and tell me what he's really thinking. but i'm pretty sure if i knew what he's really thinking, i would regret ever inquiring.
what is it
my personality?
you feel there is no longer a connection?
the baggage I carry? is it too much?
the sex?
lost attraction?
my negative habits?
do you need more space?
please tell me. things feel different.
i wish he would just be open with me and tell me what he's really thinking. but i'm pretty sure if i knew what he's really thinking, i would regret ever inquiring.
what is it
my personality?
you feel there is no longer a connection?
the baggage I carry? is it too much?
the sex?
lost attraction?
my negative habits?
do you need more space?
please tell me. things feel different.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
472 tomorrows from now
he just can't wait
no time to ask how
in his idealistic state
he asks wouldn't it be nice
though he knows it would
he's only got one vice
and that's his belief it should
with a promise and a ring
806 tomorrows seem so far
he won't write but he can sing
a voice only heard by his car
wouldn't it be nice
i believe it would
and it's hardly a vice
as i think it should
you've got your tomorrows
and the patience needed
i've got my sorrows
more than once i've pleaded
take your voice and use it
give your talent a chance
slice me a piece of your wit
position me in your stance
tomorrow write me letter
look me in the eye
when you say it will get better
lighten my heavy sigh
she asks wouldn't it be nice?
he just can't wait
no time to ask how
in his idealistic state
he asks wouldn't it be nice
though he knows it would
he's only got one vice
and that's his belief it should
with a promise and a ring
806 tomorrows seem so far
he won't write but he can sing
a voice only heard by his car
wouldn't it be nice
i believe it would
and it's hardly a vice
as i think it should
you've got your tomorrows
and the patience needed
i've got my sorrows
more than once i've pleaded
take your voice and use it
give your talent a chance
slice me a piece of your wit
position me in your stance
tomorrow write me letter
look me in the eye
when you say it will get better
lighten my heavy sigh
she asks wouldn't it be nice?
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