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Friday, January 1st, 2010

bleeding_words [ evangelion_100 ]

3:23a Resolve Another year passes (the snowflakes age in slow motion) as if it was a day and memories slide away from my mind as quickly as they are formed in the still essence of time Another year of silent rejection of joy distilled into contentment, A year of splendid isolation and thought (embryonic pieces of understanding, yet still I remain clumsy and a fool) Don't let yourself drift when tomorrow comes your way or this fragile placidity we all reach for might break and we will be left to dream while we are awake So this is the new year, halfheartedly working for a whole heart but crawling towards the sun (Summer will let be breathe again, she'll surely let me sleep again)

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Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

bleeding_words [ ______andpearls ]

8:06p i am outside of myself looking in from a stranger's eyes the sun is shining on me stroking my skin and lighting my grin and my breath is starting to become shallow and limited sparks jump between my fingertips and your lips a shadow leans over me i forget how to speak you are outside of yourself looking in at stranger eyes throwing glances in the direction of others so deep in love something glazes over you and covers you in shades of green jealousy takes control of everything you know a cloud lingers overhead you find the path of least resistance we are outside of ourselves looking up for a little help passing our chances off and giving our dances up afraid to stay where we are afraid to get away too far you want to feel so infinite like you could go on and on and on and on and on you want the chance to feel it to take it, to embrace it, to taste it the stars are bright in the sky almost as if they know what we're missing and they're trying to show us the way to our salvation they twinkle and turn and point out to us our destination, even when we can't see it, they keep going

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bleeding_words [ evangelion_100 ]

5:59a Maladroit I want you to lay between me and my thoughts, to harbor haste until it is needed, divide what is unnecessary from this confusion for I am clumsy and foolish Love is awkward and youthful innocently inept; as fragile as the words I speak (still, I am unable to learn) My bones are full of rust they strain with every movement, struggling to gain a secular holiness that would be worthy of Beauty But clumsy I remain so let me sleep a few minutes longer and maybe a little weight will be lifted I want you to lay between me and my thoughts, to disentangle me from them; to take my warmth in return because sometimes silence is the most precious gift the clumsy can confer

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bleeding_words [ ailea ]

2:41a Next Autumn A casual waltz through time and a million flashing memories I can remember my dreams Images in motion I am so small I am blind, deaf, mute But I can feel, I can fly I can see my world All the places I've never been The river where we met and the roses he sent to me drifting down the current Their petals, locked away in my jewelry box The rubble under the broken bridge concrete and wire I am not lost You will never find me drifting along the hillside Seasons shifting so quickly Summer, we were there Winter, I was alone Let's meet next Autumn and we'll rebuild this place together The old building on the mountain I balance with the grace my grandmother gave me picking flowers under the moon looking down at the ocean I'll run away to the water on a secret path that's all mine Don't bother looking for me because I won't come back There is a beach I always return to where I even chose to die Hold my hand as I hold my breath and I promise we'll meet again current mood: nostalgic

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bleeding_words [ evangelion_100 ]

2:25a Wait Temptation waits for a ravenous heart, lingering in this pool of fury hoping that lust will not devour love (I can not let my eyes rest upon these anachronistic gods that bleed desperately in search of recognition, I am paralysed but privy to perfection and lies; carved out of truth so hastily heartless hinds hurriedly hide hurt behind voracious visions, disguising the disgusting with painful elegance) you were yesterday so quickly archaic, so swiftly you followed serenity into sickness twisting and swirling about entwining antitheses effortlessly (accidentally, it seems now) She holds fast to the years which grow more and more tired through her melancholy eyes (like vines embracing endless weeds after refusing to surrender for so long, heavy they fall into each others arms)

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