Daring Temptations Tease The Senses...

My mind often flees from me, and I must use such pretty words to get it to return again. Here is nothing but dancing thoughts, and a swirling reality. Please do not mar with babbling tongues, or gossip. It will be removed, and I will hate you a lot. Thanks for understanding.

About Me

Name:

I adore false realities, and linger in them often. I own glasses, and dawn them now and again, but am often vain and cling to my contacts. California is my true love, for it is my home. The ocean and the stage are my joys. Corn fields make me cry. As do pigs. All the men I swoon over are either dead or gay.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Losing It All

Feel that I'm losing it all.

Mind racing past tears. Shaking. Blinking to stabilize.

Far from depression.

A manic choke hold.

Lacking substance.

Regretting cherished actions.

Unable to focus. Only wanting out. Driving down nameless Iowa roads, trying to sort through the static.

Gagging on starvation.

One doesn't speak to me. None of them do.

Just a pair of large lips and light blue eyes? Some long hair and tan arms? Small around the middle...

Only good sometimes. Only of use sometimes.

Slipping away.

With so many directions.

Waiting for a beep.

Fuck
Moments.

posted by Tuxedo | 2:09 PM

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