Monday, June 29, 2009

Sebastian Says... "Kiss the girl."

Yesterday, I remembered.

He looked up and the shadow had vanished.

The tall man chased her down the street. She sped away from him.....while rolling a rubber tire along side her.

The Green Goblin. He ate leaves.

I hit the wooden floor once.

The little girl in a white night gown pushed her body through the banister and stood high above, staring down at the first floor. Her long hair covered her eyes as she let go. Slowly, she fell.

Just one kiss. That's all it takes.

The backwards hat opened the door and stared at the children.

A clown. It sat there and smiled. She could hardly take her eyes away from it. She continued searching for her dad. She then returned to where she had first seen the clown....her dad was sitting in the clown's seat. Her dad had the same grin as the clown.

My mom lives in my bathroom mirror.

My Grandma lied to me. She did smoke. That's why she died.

That shirt of yours is awfully missed.

La la la. Plunk, plunk, plunk.

The cats name...was Stumpy...she only had three legs.

I love you......?

The little boy gave the little girl a daisy.

Slip. Oops.

Slice.

He grabbed him by the ear...lifted him off the ground....and threw him into the pool. His ear was bleeding.

Cut.

I once swallowed a marble. I bet it's still stuck inside.

Big Bird's On! BIG BIRD'S ON! (just go away.)

Shhhhhh. Fuck.

He only kick's you to get your attention. Ouch. Cry.

Merry-Go-Rounds = BARF.

London?

Just kiss the girl.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Friday, June 19, 2009


I recently developed my very own, personal Immunity Boost.


It's quite nice, actually.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

A sleepy afternoon.



"Makin' tea in your underwear."



it's my favorite.



my absolute favorite.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

an epiphany.


I think... I should just stick to smiley faces.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

JUMP! in.


I guess, more than anything... it's the fact that the physical bruise won't go away. And that I have to keep feeling the lump underneath the discoloration of my chest. And that everytime I look down I see the deep purple.


I guess it's just knowing that once I stop internally bleeding it will all we be gone.


All. Not just one, or two parts, or things...But literally, all.
Don't be selfish, it's more than you think.

For the better, though.

It's always for the better.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

HOWL.

"Who hicupped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob."

Who choked back the fear of poked holes in their skin.

Who missed the smile while walking quickly towards the sink.

Who licked the sweet sugar off the handle of the antique shovel.

Who sunk deeply into the cold naked dirt.

Who ran with worms hoping to slide through something endless.

Who lifted your chin and wiped away your purple tears.

Who nudged your shifting eyes to clearly focus.

Who picked out the old shit.

Who slept under overgrown grass.

Who kissed your neck as you swallowed those purple tears.

Who would like to punch a hole through the paint cracked door.

Who scribbled down old pictures remembering the lost earrings.

Who smiled.

Who ran...

Who struck out.

Strike THREE!