January 2012
mattvogel:
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“The life of man is the incessant walk of nature, wherein every moment is a step...”
– Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via monstrum-anima-operta)
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December 2011
jared-michael-warth:
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And sometimes I forget how to walk. So many years of walking one straight line, I get so sidetracked nowadays. Sometimes, I like the feeling of being dizzy. Of not remembering what I did a second ago. It’s nice feeling like a zombie, how you’re going so slow and the world is spinning almost without you. I forget to walk, so sometimes I fall. I fall deeper and deeper down some path that...
And after everything is said and done.
“She’s in her room. I turned off all the lights.”
(26)
I like the feeling. When my stomach starts to buckle. There’s white in my knuckles. Acid starts to rise. I swear there’s blood in my eyes. I know it’s wrong, but it’s love in disguise. A partner I despise. Erosion in my body, a violent mistake. A regret I continue to make. Help me pick up the pieces from the floor. I missed the bus to Atlantic City, I walked through the...
(25)
Can I just have somebody to hold my hand? This life something not worth. A disney far from land. I haven’t smiled in so long. All I can do is listen to this dumb song. I’m stuck on repeat like a dog chasing thier tail. Tall tales. Fake. Fiction in the making. Can I be yours for the taking? I’m so alone. An empty shell close to breaking. I don’t know how much longer I can...
(24)
Tempermental explosions. Eradications via implications. How the fuck am I supposed to live if you hold me by your directions? You say fly, so I fucking did. But I hit the side of the cage you kept me in. So pop pop pop, my bottle is done. Violent visions of you turn to fun. Play me like a song, I’m yours. Your echo in my lungs as I hit the floor. It’s all I want. A final escape. You...
