magnificently unprepared/for the long littleness of life.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
elbow-ribcage
we blew the doors didn't we?
pissed in their champagne
and did a real thing didn't we?
gave ourselves a name
and peeled away the shame
i wanted to explode
to pull my ribs apart
and let the sun inside.
red stain blossoms
and all you have is kisses
and when the sunshine
throwin' me a lifeline
finds it's way into my room
all i need is you.
we called that love
all you have is kisses
and all i need is you.
+ fictions&fires
12:11 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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