April 2010
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Whoever has no house now will not build one
anymore.
Whoever is alone now will...
– —rilke (via gracelarosa)
Too beautiful
Another Poem For You
Around my neck
Around Your waist
Up my back
And Your face is
Already buried in my mind
Why not bury it in my chest
Soft Skin
I tip the bowls over
Over and over
The warm gooey mush that pours out of them
I know I’m wasting food
But I like mushing the rice between my toes
Inspired Consideration
I.
I was born
II.
But did not live
Until I met her.
III.
It’s odd that I’d do anything for her
But can’t do anything for myself
I was always so selfish
IV.
She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me not
It doesn’t matter what she does
I love her
V.
And how she makes me feel!
I am no longer scared of Death
I no longer care about living
The...
Of all the ethereal potions,
Love is surely the most insidious.
It will not kill you immediately
Worse:
Love flies so high
Never imagining it will diminish in its flight at such a height
Through the ether through all objects
It is less important than nothing else.
Placing such a weight on such a bird; it is doomed to fall.
One is pulled one down so low.
Eventually.
You will feel dead...
Sleeping Beauty
Her new haircut looked perfect
It was still gold like old tree sap
Her skin white but not pale
Her blood a beautiful shiny maroon
Dead girls can’t tell anybody
Love: Whose Songs are Dreams in the Human Mind // Toro Y Moi [Part 1 of 2]
The first part of two. Second post has full description.
Love: Whose Songs are Dreams in the Human Mind // The Ruby Suns [Part 2 of 2]
A beautiful video of two of my favourite artists. Truly wonderful…
http://vimeo.com/rayconcepcion
Cavalier Rose, an amazing band (& natives of Brooklyn), performing “Button,” an amazing song, at Webster Hall on December 18th, 2009. Going to go see them in 2 days at a free show at Spike Hill.
http://www.cavalierrose.com/
Head, Heart by Lydia Davis
Heart weeps.
Head tries to help heart.
Head tells heart how it is, again:
You will loose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday.
Heart feels better, then.
But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
Heart is so new to this.
I want them back, says heart.
Head is all heart has.
Help, head. Help heart.
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Til Death
I hate her for leaving me, but love her more than anything.
I always said that I would die for her.
I never thought I’d kill myself because of her.
Missed Connection
Saw you singing in your car. Wearing bunny ears. I wanted to tell you how pretty you are, my little easter bunny.