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

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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, November 09, 2010

This Night

I am bouncing off of so many collective walls
and somehow
am sitting perfectly still.

My blood is racing through my still veins. My thoughts round the moon and back. But I remain beneath the floral sheets.

Hot. So hot. To touch. And my mind, so far gone in the years. No where to be found, yet ever, piercingly present.

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