It used to be full of stars, but now I'm full of scars.
Somewhere near The skyline was beautiful on fire I got lost in:
"My God," she said, "I'm beautiful." Why is the ocean blue? Mostly Harmless Fear of sunrise among party people And the bridge sang its sweet siren song, longingly, to me Stab me again. It never felt so good to bleed. Black Rock City tattoo We are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death Skyline sit in the corner and think about what you've done The unmoved mover enrich your life with fear and fire True love has waited long enough Why it is hard to sit in silence This is the only love Smoker Kiss me, you are beautiful. These are truly the last days. And then the rain of colorless fire the flags are all dead at the tops of their poles That balanced place where I can sit with words coming out of my fingers You know you've been hacking too long when The fire in the sky, the fire in your hand, the sad songs without bodies, surrounding us like ghosts Sonnet LXXVI The flame to end all flames Manhattan Pupusería y Restaurante Salvadoreño latex glove dental dam teacup Penny on the tracks rice burner Fabergé egg Smokestack Remember those stinging velvet petunias? He Project Mouse April 5, 2007 September 11, 2001 To Kill Yourself with a Cannonball Nocturne Sky god, how long til the night? Sometimes, when I am looking, no one is beautiful Spire Ringlet Art Deco February 20, 2007 E2 Red Light District I have started a box Wilfred Owen Lips, still touched with fire Twisted Metal The Great Went To A Graduating Class Fuck Art. Let's Kill. Fire Fighter The sky is on fire Most of the time I just sit there, waiting. nitrile gloves lift yr. skinny fists like antennas to heaven! I wrote you a letter on the bus back from the city, but that's a different kind of weary Morbid Late Night Show Dilbertsit on your hands When we have reached the end of time and light broke Where the hell did that font come from? 9/11 Tell me a story about clouds Antigone bus ticket brokenLove, your daughter Godspeed You! Black Emperor You could be the Willow, I could be the Wind. Xanth playa people Burning Man Finley Quaye Shoot for the stars And the silence between them? Like the stars. My Stupid Little Life I Sit and Look Out Scripps National Spelling Bee