It's a long fall, baby... off that mighty tall horse of yours.

little sister

Please, don't confront me with my failures. I have not forgotten them. But, how am I to change if I still aim to be Edie Sedgwick when I grow up?

Edie Edie Edie Sedgwick, will you go to prom with me?

wild flowers:

Tuesday

"You never saw me as a reward.
You didn't know he did
And then you tried to win the bet.
You tripped and fell upon the sword
That I'd given to you though you never carried.

I'm a tornado. You are the dust,
You're all around and you're inside.

My eyes get dusty cloudy,
Just like you wanted...
You were the child
And I'm the fault.
Why do I fawn upon you?
You are the reason I'm a force.
And when you knew you were you to feel worse.

I'm a tornado. You are the dust
You're all around and you're inside.

I cannot make you leave your source
Because you make yourself feel like you've got grounding.

I'm a tornado. You are the dust
You're all around and you're inside.
You are the nature I'm the roar that comes from you.

I'm a tornado. You are the dust
You're all around and you're inside.
I'm a tornado you are the fences that will fall
But still surround me.
I'm a tornado"

instead of sex:

the bottle of whisky in my book bag remains un-drank:

I woke up happy, for the first time in a long time, today. Today, for the first time, I opened the curtains from over the windows. My east windows - bright and warming my skin and the paper (white) as I right on it. I don't even remember waking up.

Smog - "all your woman things"

Low - "medicine and magazine"

Richard and Linda Thompson - "i want to see the bright lights tonight"

fast train

motherless/fatherless:

"I could practically rip myself apart

But what would I even find but

your love

That I've saved up like crumbs"

(-----Daniel Bailey)

sleep on the floor with the t.v. on

"Infomercials have started and I kind of want to die

I'm pretty sure this one is actually for a morgue

Ok so actually it's for the bible or something

But I am not happy tonight no I am not just here

If happiness ever worked then how - I don't know"

(Daniel Bailey - Drunk Sonnets)

"hail to everyone who was lost in this mass genocide of my realm. drown your sorrows, steamin' new layout. cute atmospherics. poser-filtration system. erection of creeky metal radio tower. driftwood of the galaxy. trying to make you understand, nothing all at once. awake with a knife lodged in his head.... harsh new dawn of chaos, smooth as a hot babe through a jagged mountain peak. rough as a porcupine toilet. sedation is law. you're blown away with the divine wind. douse yourselves in the flames.....we have climbed up to the door of new psychadelic realms...of chillness, the universe of expanding KERFLOPULOUSNESS!!"

-Kevin "about me" myspace

(((photograph --> Dave Heumann)))

jack chick song lyrics

wild child and the boy things:

i want to watch you do your boy things

your young boy things

your same age as me boy things

i want to stare

and

i want to creep around when you're not home

i want to creep

i live in the dark

i don't want to meet your mother

i don't want to hear her say

she's just a lazy girl

what she doesn't know is

I already bloomed and died

bloomed and died

i want to watch you do your wild child things

your nighttime things

i want to watch you do your creep things

when I was young, i was no little girl

but i knew

yes, yes, i knew

I'd never meet a boy like me

for me,

there'd only be boys like you

for me

there'd only be boys like you

so let me watch

just let me watch

you do your boy things

your young boy things

your same age as me boy things

your wild child things

let me watch you do your creep things

cause you see, boy you see,

I'm no little girl

no lazy girl

no lady girl

and I'll never be your girl

Just let me watch

let me watch you do your boy things

looking to buy a mother and a father:

hold on john: [Dec. 22nd, 2008/07:33 pm] looking to buy a mother and a father uninhibited with her throat and your weighted bones we've wasted days

1.

his bones break but he

didn't want the girl to know

instead he had me

2.

and the moon how they

would warm us in sickness and

cool us in sickness

3.

smoke the cigarette

hole in my lap which perfumed

covers up that smell

it-makes-me-better:

Try another show

With the volume low

I make up what they say

Where it used to be

your face

Is an empty space

Your co-stars look away
I'm the lucky one

I watch a re-run It looks alot

like you

One

star

lost

a family One family lost a star That's why I wait and watch to find out where you are

One family lost a star

One star, they lost their family

That's why I sit at home alone And watch t.v. I can watch forever I can watch for hours It just gets better It gives me the power

I can watch for hours I could watch forever It gives me pleasure

It makes me better

1:10 a.m. - day after christmas

day time t.v.

"Tiny spirit in a key hole
Bloated like soggy cereal
God will come and wash away
Our tattoos and all the cocaine
And all of the aborted babies
Will turn into little bambies...

Universe of milk and ember
Your hot kiss in mid december
What's god name i can't remember
Trough the crack eye lovely weather"

chrissy + chuck = magic

Chuck: I guess I don't think that you are like a sister

something different

Chrissy: something like....

Chuck: you're like aladdin

Chrissy: ARE YOU THE GENIE!?

Chrissy: OR JASMINE!!!!

Chuck: YES

Chuck: GENIE

Chuck: WAIT

Chuck: YOU ARE GENIRE

Chrissy: you can ride my magic carpet anytime

Chuck: genir

Chuck: w

Chuck: HAHA

Chuck: I saw people riding motorized magic carpets in the parade

Chuck: they were form the boumi temple

were wearing fezzes

Chuck: and also six riders of pennyfarthings

Chuck: do you know what that is

Chuck: did you leave

Chuck: i just burned myself on the ramen bowl

I did my best it wasn't much. I couldn't feel so I tried to touch

"your faith was strong but you needed proof

you saw her bathing on the roof

the beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

she tied you to her kitchen chair

she broke your throat and she cut your hair

and from your lips she drew the

hallelujah"

make me an angel that flies from montgomery, make me a poster of an old rodeo, just give me one thing that I can hold onto

I want to channel. I want to tap - beauty, intensity, magic, wonder, god, purity.

Q:How was your day?

A: Fantastic. The earth moved.

Q:Maybe we can let the light follow us into your room?

Glamorously traumatic.

a tiny love poem for me:

you're the idiot

small girl

tiny

pale arms / paler feet

idiot

Listen to Bert Jansch.

Listen to all the old punk rock songs you use to love.

Patrick Fitzgerald "Safety Pin Stuck In My Heart" and The Vibrators "Automatic Lover"

ADORATION -> DESIRE -> E.S.P: MYSTICISM - > RELIGION.

GARDENS -> SEX > PURITY. - THE BUZZCOCKS - FETISH

this city needs a new queen

come on man put your red boots on