i thought i heard her whisper
felt her breath upon my skin
i reach out to try and touch her; my fingers dispel her presence.
she moves around me in circles
no anchor in this chaotic sea
she swims constantly in whirlpools oblivious to the truth.
i can see her in faint smoke rings
beginning where my breath ends
she disappears just when i thought she was taking flesh.
i should be worrying about my wedding date or maybe buying my own condo or going on a trip around the world with my best bud. but i'm stuck trying to deal with my parents' "better-late-than-never" decision to split up. this has been a quarter-life highlight. i wonder if it gets better than this. what can i say? i sure as hell am not supportive of their decision, but hey, whatever floats their boats right? more on this. work calling.
I'm coming home to a pile of bricks
painted walls.
i'm coming home to empty rooms
echoing halls.
The walls will talk.
The halls will murmur.
But I will not be listening.
I'm coming home but I won't stay for long.
who has time to blog?! this blog has gone to the dogs. haven't updated it in months. work and my unnatural preference for privacy at present has taken up most of my time. boo :( been keeping myself busy and, sad to say, detached from everyone else. BUT it's nice to know that despite my current status, there are people who remember i exist (or probably wonder if i'm still alive) and text/call/email me. i shall be eternally grateful to my friends who are persistent enough to get me to say yes to whatever it is they have planned.
the night is ripe for twisting bodies
and flailing arms
dance with me
high in the air
death's music is enchanting
i can't complain
got you at a bargain
price
no more lies
you've been washed
dried
nothing to hide
broken and weary
almost faded
jaded
my 2nd hand lover
tonight
is just right.
my blood chills
when you whisper
cold fingers tap a rhythm
my spine vulnerable
to the cadence
i start to imagine
depthless eyes
avidly searching mine
