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