maggiezee

"And shepherds we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command. So we shall flow a river forth unto Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be, In Nomine Patris, Et Filii, Et Spiritus Sancti."[MacManus family prayer from Boondock Saints]

i need a new hobby or something.

some sort of change.



someone, do something, i'd rather my world be upended then stay the same boring thing all the fucking time.


[[i'm tired of christmas and it's hardly december.]]

and it came again as it came yesterday,
the sunrise and the sunset,
the afternoon and evening.

and it's the subtle changes that make us realize time has passed...
one more orange leaf on the tree, one more flower bud, one more bird's call in the air.







and i'll be here, like a stone in the river, slowly ebbing away until that change is not...
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it's that twilight time where your eyes play tricks on you.
the trees morph into people, hiding in the shadows.
she stares into people's windows,
hoping to catch a glimpse of real human life.
life that isn't lurking in the corner of your vision.

the sunlight shines down and warms my face.

"it's been quiet around here." i say, slowly rocking in my favorite chair on my wrap around porch.

"i haven't been gone that long, have i?" she whispers back to me. taking a deep breath in, she closes her eyes and puts her feet up on the railing. "ooooh.... it's so great to be back on this...
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oh, maybe next time
i'll wake up to royalty
or i'll be sailing the high sees

oh, maybe next life
i'll be a prized fighter
or i'll be a glorified reporter

oh, maybe next round
i'll just be better
or i'll see things clearer.







[[[on another thought, i think it's time to alter my appearance. i'm starting to feel stuck in this look.

something needs...
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warm sand and cool water
salty air and a crisp breeze.

the beach was lovely.

don't drink the water.
i'm floating with all my gear, no ships in sight.
i'm thinking i was never meant to scuba dive.

dates and drugs,
car moonroofs and marc jacobs pumps,
sing alongs and siblings,
fake smiles and genuwine hugs.

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i love my brother, and my fake brother. they amaze me on and off stage.


"horseshoes and handgenades sound like a good friday night to me."
~fairplay

oh, i'm talking to myself again
laughing at the jokes you haven't told
and dancing in the rain.

oh, how the weather reflects your mood.