Where did I put that?
Somewhere near The world with a candle inside I got lost in:
This is the only love Fuckin' Jesus told me to betray the conspiracy Sacred ground a long way from nowhere "Shut up," he explained Hunting Season the 0th dimension World Turtle You know it is going to be a strange day when you wake up dead The Serial Killer Jailbait Airline Lotto Ground zero Elohim Lifetimes are catching up with me Kiss me, you are beautiful. These are truly the last days. You love these machines. These machines are dead: a love story. As strangers they could speak, and it lifted the rain Lying next to someone at night Why the willow weeps short story These and many other thoughts fill my mind while I lie recovering The girl who climbs iron stairs to the heavens Every Tuesday, I dress as a 46-year old woman and waitress at a diner on route 27. This is the meaning of life. spindly arms against a sea of light Like mother, like daughter This music crept by me upon the waters It was one of the worst things I have ever done Misery waits in vague hotels to be evicted Out of Season Leaving the Warlock Hidden in a violently beautiful, whispered thought Angel of death, fallen This one is mine A classic Zen tale I like this. It's pretty. Mother and I Would Like to Know It was just a crush We are all starstuff, billion year-old carbon; got to get ourselves back into The Garden Nathan, This Is Unacceptable It could be the last time you see me alive she does not know how much I need this Thoughts for Oliver on His Death The Dangers of Dating Smokers The knight at the nexus of memory I never learned to dance I glimpse the elephant How soft your fields so green can whisper tales of gore Rhapsody in Red Prophecy Catch my tumbling thoughts and place them next to a spoon January 19, 2002 Over the Hills and Far Away piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning don't care Your Ending Here What does a candle's flame look like when it burns in space? Why I torched the crack house Star Wars Episode 1.1: The Phantom Edit My hands, a backrub, a cup of tea, my shoulder, my lips, my silence Write it. Tear it up. My heart is a still and my blood is whiskey. Take a shot of me beneath the moon. Perfections like you Close your eyes, I will help you pray I'm just so tired of waking up all alone Halcyon+on+on Death of a factory I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissabilityNo one has died Left with his secrets, his picture and silence Hello broken thing, may I sketch your smash pattern? Ben Harper Where were you that Saturday when it rained? Stealing parts of my heart with your glances An Elevated Train Named Desire a total loss of control over her life She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane. Slaughterhouse Five Warm sun rising over a cold black ocean. You are a soft wind. When I'm long dead, the bee will win Here are some true pieces for you, anonymous, handsome. E2 Prose Writers Group To fall in love we must abandon ourselves to nature Advil Things that could be Just another moment lost in eternity Jar Jar 3:16 Shut up Cafe Concerto Stolen moments of infinite justice laughing across the arboretum Do not be surprised, I have always been your canvas, Argenis. It's a sin this not being ready, this not being up to it Tiny sections of time which curl into memories So much nothing We can meet her for you wholesale: a dreaming girl's singularity Here is Today! Here is Morning! Hello Hello Hello Here I Am! The broken shadow dances on the wall ChapstickGet your mind out of the gutter It will be a hot day and these two ice cubes. We will melt, become one. Even things as amazing as stars burn out A small space under the stairs Dream Log: November 21, 2001 answer: dropping glasses Jar Jar Binks I may dream in technicolor, but I trip the fuck out in old-school black and white A silence that escapes, how it plagues my wandering thought Looking forward to the back of my mind There are a couple of people in a cafe with only glass between them. And something important is happening An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her