It's all in a novel.

February 15th, 2007 at 06:53:24 PM

Take what you're given
to either destroy or conquer.
Leave a note for society to
let them know you're checking out.

Times like those are what
answering machines were made for.
I'm destined to fail,
whether its "the jeans" or not.

Im going down a narrow road
in four inch heels and i'm
sweating my way down the dashes.

Thumb out, head down with
a penny in my pocket.

Four?

February 13th, 2007 at 08:17:03 PM

Tie three knots in a rope.
Make a wish on the first one,
cry for the second one
and cut the third one
after you're sure it won't
undo itself.

skin on skin

February 7th, 2007 at 06:34:22 PM

Swallowing nails with gin
going down the road
wondering what you'll look like
in a matter of days
because you had no one in mind
that could satisfy your heart.