I'm supposed to pretend to be someone else today, but as a Major Depressive Schizophrenic with Borderline Personality Disorder, I do that every day so I thought I'd pretend to be myself.
Hello. Wow, I really don't know what to say. I used to cut myself. That's why I care that it is self-injury awareness day. Oh, I burned a few... Read More
thanks to all who took the time to leave such caring words and excellent advice on how to deal with the loss of my friend Sean. i had hoped to put your advice to use before the death of my fiancs mother, but it was not to be. thing is, just the act of asking and the receiving of such thoughtful responses from so many... Read More
thank you all for the love - i sure need it right now. i have yet to come to terms with the loss of my dear friend Sean in 2000 - and this all just brings it back fresh. i don't know where i am. the first boy i ever kissed and these precious people slipping away now.... i think i'm still angry with Sean... Read More
I know you will feel better with time. Or else...
(try to figure out how the "or else" is meant. Am i saying it like "Or else i will do something to make you happy" or am i saying it like "Or else im gonna go out and eat a kitten" Did i just blow your mind?)
Two people I love are dying. Two. I've been visiting with one - watching the morphine addle her brain. And there is my uncle.... My favorite uncle.... It would wound him more were I to see him as he is today.
writing
i know i need to be writing
but the words
fucking words....
too many, too few
and these damnable tears in my eyes
mongoloid mer
heh, so attractive
what is there to say about death?
it happens
it is supposed to happen
and what about love doubted?
that happens too
this is the way of it.
don't know about you
i don't usually intend... Read More
I don't like dandelions... we have a superstition here that if you pick them and bring them indoors you'll wet the bed. It's terrified me ever since I was a kid
i offer my thanks to all of you for putting up with me.
that last entry was far more than my standard "brain dump" - it was part conversation and part reflection on a conversation with something no one else was hearing. awful as it was at the time, it was necessary and i am grateful for it. i am also grateful for all of... Read More
i had words and there were images
and there were so many words just screaming at me
and things i said and things they said
and things i saw - gods - the things i saw!
the things i still see
the words i hear
and all of the candy colored pills
they don't do a thing
melt into my hand, it seemed
pink and... Read More
No dear Lady, Thank you.
Glad you'll still talk to me.
I'm such a silly bastard sometimes, but I don't mean to "bug" or pry.
PS. there is something terribly erotic going on with your works.
I think your very special, please just tell me to piss-off, if I get in your hair.
sunlight catches the fringe
and it hurts
they don't help
confusion
voices shriek and
there is no help
moonlight in the mind
fuck her
i said fuck her!
she pulls at me
barren bitch
staring from on high
i'm tidal as the sea
the eye is the ocean
the tree is me
rooted up
the I sways
encircling, safe
a breeze and
weeping leaves rustle... Read More
Strikes me funny that you sent me a "happy Friday". That's one of my habits, started with "happy Monday";....usually to some one hungover or totally bedragled.
You like A.C.'s poetry. I love his books.
I used to live at his old address in N.Y.C.
Actually I'm sure the same apartment. One University Place, apt 2 b.
When I read his desciption of the screen he painted and put up to block off the room from the front door, I knew that I already knew about it, total Deja vu.
Sorry I keep doing this to people's comment areas. I'll post at my page now.
keep the abyss
in the abyss
a squeaky hinge
and a drawer closes
a drawer, not a door!
just a drawer
a slot in the mind
tucked away
the cheek of a squirrel
safe-keeping
what knowledge?
what secrets?
what does it matter?
you haven't got the key
nor the oil
for the hinge
cure the squeak
lube the slot
make her ready
like a common... Read More