

title in descriptionI am tired, like always it seems, and my chest and throat have a familiar ache. I know it well, we were once lovers fumbling in the dark. The ache that means one too many smokey rooms and one too many words spoken, secrets spilt for the cat to lick up with her rough pink tongue.title in description
Through one more sleepless night I stalk the dreams I want to have dreams of puddles in the night, kissed fingers, and cold noses, never come knocking.
So I stay in bed, beneath my mind and above rational thought, waiting for a visit as my eyes dry like deserts after a rain.


November 17thToday, I dress myself in rain, sprinkling a dewy mass around my hair, cheekbones, and across my lips. There is a map to the stars lying in my throat and with each warbling breath I speak in constellations. The concrete of my hands blister from the sleep that collects at the corners of my eyes. They roam the wilderness without me, and if they could talk they would tell me of a swan sea of dreams where I laughed until I cried, keened, and shouted in the tongues of drums and harps.November 17th


From a Craigslist HopefulEveryday I check the missed connections, hoping someone will notice where I've gone.From a Craigslist Hopeful
Clicking through all the pages,
reading through all the broken hearts and looming hope. I tell myself I want a bicycle instead.
Just miss me already.
Cause, I don't know where I went.
~Minnesotans
You live in Minnesota, I knows you do,even though you live so far away. It'd be cool if ya joined...
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If I like it, I do it.
Municipal Heroes
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If I like it, I do it.
Municipal Heroes
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Why, in this empty room,
is my body shaking?
Tell me...
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You are where your thoughts are.
-Steve Reich.
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