Sunday, March 25, 2007

i'd rather give in to the wind, and dance and dance

i'm not as strong as you think i am

I left you heartbroken, but not until those very words were spoken
Has anybody ever made such a fool out of you
It's hard to believe it
Even as my eyes do see it
The very things that make you live are killing you
Listen when all of this around us'll fall over
I tell you what we're gonna do
You will shelter me my love
I will shelter you
-RL
______there are no outlines in life______________
Pasadena, Ca
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beauty through the dirty looking-glass
squinting didn't help,
but it worked out for the better..
Los Feliz, Ca
does my excitement in life shock you??





Playa Del Zuma, Ca

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

trans it

patterns that turn into your life.
corners that meet turn in, to your life.
walls that recede turn in, to your life.
floors that ascend, turn into your life.
if you read these lines right,
if you read what i don't mean to write,
they may turn in,
to your life.

Monday, March 19, 2007

somethink i thunk

i didn't want it then, but i want it now.


"As the thudding of the bass got louder and more intense, she drove faster and more swiftly. Her heart was swept into a sea of bliss as it sank back into that once distant, yet familiar place. Realizing now, how much it meant to her all of that time, she was satisfied with what fate had unraveled. She could finally have some peace of mind; she could finally have a piece of her own mind."

Sunday, March 11, 2007

it helps to speak from experience, but me i aint got none

it's hard doing what you want,
when burdened by the thoughts of what is right,
and i'm sure you understand
i am oh so sure that you feel in your bones
that there is a potential
to gain something
by giving up
everything
if it is worth it
and awesome in it's entirety

just a compass

every single little thing makes a difference
the detail in your sheets
the sidewalk-cracks on your street
the way light hits your wall
and washes your life as it falls
the way you speak
dont care who answers
just to speak it
is all that matters
when the choice is ours
we haven't a clue what to choose
most important we know
never to lose
our fiery passion
that's our direction
like the compass on your wrist
keeping a steadfast brightness that is brilliant