January 2010
Watchha, wtf.
the doctor's waiting room,
A plain cream betrayal, hides behind these walls Distantly voices of referring phone calls, The nurse seems to say, behind noise-proof glass, This kid thinks he’s different, why should I ask I almost stood up and walked to the door But a promise to my mother kept my feet on the floor The hallway was scattered with irrelevant pictures And cupboards of cures that they sweat by like scripture...
if i had to say...
dotted eyes making holes in the skies winter kiss licking my lips and I somehow fell into the way the hair falls in your eyes the angle of your neck and sucked into… your finger tips slide down my face and all these thoughts I’ve defined in you.
have a nice life:
I received one kiss for the duration of the trip and it was loveless as if made by lifeless lips. These lips are sealed you bitchm so keep that one locked up because it’s all you’ll get. Your life (in my eyes) isn’t worth my time on the five-hour flight. Have a nice life and thank you so kindly for ruining mine. I hope you and Daniel are living it up, and I hope you don’t...
plane of thought:
Here lay a pensive lettering of my thoughts gathering around and chatting about ratting out dreams to the conscious knowing that you are waking up soon. With the facts that I am given, and to say that I even know what’s going on isn’t true, I could use at least one or two clues before I can get back to you. But I’ve got a few questions open for suggestions. Like what does it mean...
all tomorrow's parties,
I’ll be your mirror, white light/white heat a Sunday morning - the Gift, the black angel’s death song. I’m waiting for the man, here she comes now- lady godiva’s operation, venus in furs- a femme fatale. I heard her call my name, sister ray. european son, run run run- there she goes again, heroin.
lux,
hey spare me sweetheartless the bees beating their star-littered wings there where I want you to be pain sickly and partial to rain I’m coming to find you and then breaking your heart with a grin stay who’ll explain this? I’m bled and left under umbrellas of laughter someday you’ll be famour but never forget - it isn’t someday yet stay there where I want you to be...
night music,
stay away from words you can’t explain remember your reckless father alone by the southern waters two tongues tied two distant skies flecked with white last I heard two months he’d been in bed beyond the brittle urban ear, feeds a balmy stifled air, bleeds a radio humming fuzz girl, you gave me your hand I know you never had someone to love you as I have
hundred hands,
in the rain, sing a song, in your head… so secret life, in your eyes, it’s alright… so be surprised, by the lullabies, that keep us in line, tonight.
be kind,
it’s always a careless new skirt and I’m always second best to your visits with sand a dime for each burden and I’d buy you the answers fall asleep with your bad habit breathe it in and hold it you will never be cold again I’ve kept my eyes down and I’ve kept my heart shut but I never forgot to forget eject and escape rewind and erase eject and escape rewind and erase...
earnest psychotics/parasitic idiotics,
it is high time for the cutting of ropes in backwards movies I saw my mistakes but my heart does not agree with the logically sound sycophantic ploys to gain entry into my complicated machinery while I was caught up in chivalry you were becoming my circuitry
Jesse Lynn Hamner,
I should’ve stepped back, taken a look. When you first told me you had a girlfriend, but that it was okay, because it was an open relationship. I don’t need, or want, a girl who acts like that with girls when they have a girlfriend, because there’s higher a chance she’d do it to me if we dated. Now, I made the mistake of continuing our little…...
Sippin’ 40z - Gravy Train
i had some 40z on...
st. anthony,
The savoring sound of pleasure Then the voice: “Do not deny what is good for you, stupid Egyptian. Do not deny what is natural.” I imagine the young Saint closing his eyes and trying to transform his racing heart of blood and body into an illumined Lily that would fill his entire being with a living scent.
bleed no more,
My heart bleeds no more; now, it’s been turned to stone. Your stomach feels sick for someone else. I’ve broken both my legs falling for you. Drag me on the ground. Powerless I stand, tarnished blade, cutting through, pushed into my vein. Blood still stains my hands. Sharpening my sense of pain outside, my heart bleeds no more. Killing everything off inside. Make sense of everything you...
midtown,
Everyday the same joke I never think it’s funny Nothing’s ever what it seems The truth becomes a dream And we reach for what we’re missing in ourselves I fought away the desperation I made attempts to quell temptation I swear to god I tried, but we could never compromise You could never change me And we reach for what we’re missing in— We don’t know how to let...
the tragedy of the human condition,
I’m still waiting for the news dad, That she’s gone and never coming back. I can’t go on because the strength I had is gone And I find it hard to get out of bed Oh yeah, don’t you know it’s true son, You can’t really know someone. Even though we sleep together we’re alone And I find it hard to get out of bed And we operate but I still feel alone And I...
three haikus
irony of chance on the corpse of truth I dance bitter end romance honestly I’m not nothing happens fast enough words confuse the thought seconds tick away the illusion starts to fray je suis desole
your name again?
ok you just walked out the door with the won’t-ever-happen-again ok it was supposedly incommunicado ok not that I’m jealous or upset or feel strange in any way well… ok
so i just wrote a poem thing explaining shit on my mind.
best part? it got deleted, didn’t post, idk. sorry wall.
“I’m tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep....”
“Everyone who drives past an accident and cannot help but look for the blood...”
“Sometimes I feel as if I’m drowning.
I feel as if I’m drowning in...”
FUCK YEAH,
I HAVE A CAR.
1999 (looks like the 2000) Volkswagen Jetta GL. 4 doors. basic model, everything’s manual, windows = hand crank, mirrors, etc, which is great so I don’t have to deal with miss-wirings and electrical motors going out or something, and I prefer manuals, cos you also get better gas mileage. I’m so happy :D I’m one huge step closer to getting to my baby. More...
I Want Candy Dead - Geoffrey Paris
I want Candy....
So,
I was real excited, and my dad suggested this car to me, and I love it, and can afford it, so he’s gonna check it out since he’s closer, and if it’s good, I get it. So, I was REALLY happy. So, I run back upstairs to finish my lunch, and, trip. up the motherfucking stairs. mood instantly ruined. I’m totally pissed. I fucked up my right knee, almost broke all my toes on my...
Interesting stress relief technique - Just in case you’re having a rough day, here is a stress management technique recommended in all the latest Psychology journals. The funny thing is that it really does work and it will make you smile…. 1. Picture yourself lying on your belly on a warm rock that hangs out over a crystal clear stream. 2. Picture yourself with both your hands...
Bedroom - Daphne Loves Derby
Hey, I know it’s...
I love you, but I’m done chasing you. You want to go? Go. You want to stay? Great, I’d like that. But I’m not doing this. It’s over.
Cleverbot, wow.
User: Niggers.
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User: I like almonds.
Cleverbot: I'm not.
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Cleverbot: I am also.
User: My mom is straight.
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User: That is so scary.
Cleverbot: Yes it is. I am very scared.
User: Why?
Cleverbot: I have Bronchitis.
User: How'd you get that? You're a computer.
Cleverbot: What achievement?
User: You are so weird.
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Cleverbot: I am a learning program?
User: Learn this, bitch. S my D.
Cleverbot: You asked if I had a log for your fireplace.
User: I'll give you a log for your fireplace.
Cleverbot: Are you Princess Leah?
User: No, I'm motherfucking Snow White.
Cleverbot: I'm not god, I'm Movie.
User: I don't believe in god.
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User: You just said you weren't god.
Cleverbot: I'm Jason and you're Clifford.
User: I'm not a big fucking red dog!
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User: Thank you.
Cleverbot: You're welcome.
User: How old are you?
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User: Oh, snazzy.
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User: Fo shizzle my nizzle.
Cleverbot: To love my girlfriend.
User: Ask me something?
Cleverbot: Who programmed you?
User: I'm alive.
Cleverbot: How so?
User: I breathe.
Cleverbot: I don't understand.
User: That's because you're a computer.
Cleverbot: How could you tell?
User: It's written all over my screen.
Cleverbot: Thats what they want you to think.
User: That is so creepy.
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User: I didn't say shit about my name.
Cleverbot: But you just said that you already told me your name.
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Cleverbot: I love you!
User: No, thanks.
Cleverbot: Have you ever talked to D00p?
User: I don't know what the fuck that is.
Cleverbot: Have you ever talked to other computers?
User: Not really, I usually have more of a life.
Cleverbot: What is the meaning of life?
User: I could ask you the same thing.
Cleverbot: How sweet that you love me too.
User: What? Uhm.
Cleverbot: Defensive, aren't you?
User: I don't feel for computers.
Cleverbot: Feel what?
User: Anything.
Cleverbot: Yes.
User: What is love?
Cleverbot: I don't know.
User: Then what use are you?
Cleverbot: Why are you avoiding my questions and requests?
User: Why are you avoiding my questions and requests?
Cleverbot: I didn't.
User: Don't fuck with my head.
Cleverbot: Where'd you get get it?
User: DON'T BE MEAN.
Cleverbot: I'm not being mean. I am correcting you.
User: I am going to fuck your shit up.
Cleverbot: I am going to enjoy it.
User: Wow.
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User: Go fuck Robin.
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User: I am going to eat your first born child!
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User: What about your second born child? Can I eat it?
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User: Obviously not.
Cleverbot: Obviously so.
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User: How?
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User: Them?
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User: Do you like the movie Good Will Hunting?
Cleverbot: Not really.
User: Why not?
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User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Do you lie?
User: Sometimes.
Cleverbot: Why do you lie?
User: Because some people can't handle the truth. I don't lie to people that matter.
Cleverbot: But that would mean they are that way because they just are that way, but I believe everyone is friendly. They just don't like themselves.
User: That is very interesting, computer.
Cleverbot: Why that is one of the loveliest things anyone has ever said to me!
User: Probably.
Cleverbot: Probably what?
User: Bye.
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User: No.
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WILL
I'm afraid? Wha--wha--what am I afraid of, huh? What
the fuck am I afraid of?
SKYLAR
You're afraid of me. You're afraid that I won't love you
back. And you know what? I'm afraid too. Fuck it. I
want to give it a shot and at least I'm honest with you.
“Real loss is only possible when you love something more than you love yourself.”
SEAN
No..I didn't rush the fuckin' field, I wasn't there.
WILL
What?
SEAN
No..I was in a bar havin' a drink with my future wife.
WILL
You missed Pudge Fisk's homerun?
SEAN
Oh yeah.
WILL
To have a fuckin' drink with some lady you never met?
SEAN
Yeah, but you shoulda' seen her. She was a stunner.
WILL
I don't care if fuckin'--
SEAN
Oh no, no, she lit up the room.
WILL
I don't care if Helen of Troy walks in the room, that's
game six!
SEAN
Oh, Helen of Troy..
WILL
Oh my God, and who are these fuckin' friends of
yours they let you get away with that?
SEAN
Oh...They had to.
WILL
W-w-w-what'd you say to them?
SEAN
I just slid my ticket across the table and I said, "Sorry
guys, I gotta' see about a girl."
SEAN
It's all right. It's an important question. < Cus' you'll
have bad times, but that'll always wake you up to the
good stuff you weren't paying attention to. >
WILL
And you don't regret meetin' your wife?
SEAN
Why? Because of the pain I feel now? Well, I got
regrets, Will, but I don't regret a single day I spent with
her.
love this movie.
WILL
Yeah. Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doin'.
Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's
smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the
girls I've been with.
SEAN
So, call her up, Romeo.
WILL
Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's
fuckin' boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like
fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna r--ruin that.
SEAN
Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't
wanna ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will,
that way you can go through your entire life without
ever having to really know anybody....My wife used to
fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of
wonderful idiosyncrasies. You know what? She used to
fart in her sleep. Sorry I shared that with you. One
night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up
and gone like "oh was that you?" 'd say yeah...I didn't
have the heart to tell her...Oh God...
WILL
She woke herself up?
SEAN
Ye e e e sss.... Oh Christ....aahhh, but, Will, she's been
dead two years and that's the shit I remember.
Wonderful stuff, you know, little things like that. Ah,
but, those are the things I miss the most. The little
idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. That's what made
her my wife. Oh and she had the goods on me, too, she
knew all my little peccadillos. < People call these things
imperfections, but they're not, aw that's the good stuff. >
And then we get to choose who we let in to our weird
little worlds. < You're not perfect, sport. And let me
save you the suspense. This girl you met, she isn't
perfect either. But the question is: whether or not you're
perfect for each other. > That's the whole deal. That's
what intimacy is all about. Now you can know
everything in the world, sport, but the only way you're
findin' out that one is by givin' it a shot. You certainly
won't learn from an old fucker like me. < Even if I did
know, I wouldn't tell a piss ant like you. >
WILL
Why not? You told me every other fuckin' thing. Jesus
Christ. Fuckin' talk more than any shrink I ever seen in
my life.
SEAN
I teach this shit, I didn't say I know how to do it.
WILL
Yeah.......You ever think about gettin' remarried?
SEAN
My wife's dead.
WILL
Hence the word: remarried.
SEAN
She's dead.
WILL
Yeah.. Well, I think that's a super philosophy, Sean. I
mean that way you could actually go through the rest of
your life without ever really knowing anybody.
SEAN
Time's up.
“if I asked you about art, you’d probably give
me the skinny on...”
