

ThoughtsIn the chaos, when I am vulnerable and exposed my writing flourishes. Maybe because I have to turn old stones around and see what squirms under. My thoughts are like Wurber's Originals that I suck on and taste.Thoughts
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I keep thinking words will complete me. That they will fix up my various sores, but they are just a way I can neatly tie my world together and look it over. On a lined page I can connect the clouds in my head. I can rub them together and make a beautiful fire.


In Bedwhen in bed together we are different peopleIn Bed
we are feeling but not seeing, each touch of our skin acutely known, if not seen
we are long, long looks that stretch on..
we are legs tangled and fingers tangled
we are our own heat, the others heat, a back and forth of heat
we are kissing, our naked backs pressed against a cold wall
we are hands that will never stop roaming but don't roam to the right places
we are passionate kisses when we can't be passionate together
we are laughing, shrieking, smiling, looking and quiet


The Bus StopFirst time you walked me home it was pouring cold autumn rain.The Bus Stop
You didn't have a sweater on, and I refused to leave you and you refused to take the earlier bus.
We`re both stubborn people.
When it was too cold, our bodies slowly started to gravitate around each other until we were hugging each other for warmth. My head was pressed against your chest, and I could hear the fast thump of your heart and how you shifted your body. I was completely aware how close our skin was and I closed my eyes thinking that we would hug many more times like this.
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ps. my 2nd fav phrase is 'sakujo!!'
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n o b o d y
It's just so weird that he says it...
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