February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
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November 2011
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I hear your voice when I’m lost in crowds of people. You’re looking for me, I am running.
I am an addict.
The kind beyond any self resurrection. I will swallow, shoot, snort and inhale until the foundations below me crumble. Until the walls about me leave. I’m addicted to the scent of the highs and the taste of the lows.
It’s self destructive, it’s sabotage, it’s beautiful, it’s euphoric.
I am an addict.
Truth under lie under lie under layer under tone undertow
Don’t think ‘cause I’m easy I’m naive.
October 2011
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I lose because I wake up first, I watch as morning creeps across you.
The air, warm and heavy moves your lungs to breath, sheets stretch then crease, giving in to this motion.
The sun, young and prickling quietly pushes shadows across the room and when you wake (you don’t know it) but it rises in your eyes.
My only thoughts are forgiving.
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September 2011
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