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houston, tx

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Monday Oct 03, 2005

Oct 3, 2005
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Dear ******

Jesus scares me.

I held the candles for way too long and peeled off my eyebrows w/wax and left myself burning in an alleyway, drunk and confused reeling from the fucking--the seance the scene the screaming mobs of people holding me while I decided that yes, I will be a star someday. somewhere.
it is my time to shine. it is time I discarded these matchbooks and notes of poetry and ran away.
singing that lonely song.
taking bus. until morning.
when i finally crack, when i lose it, i'll write it all down. you'll get the last few minutes of her. she'll make smiles that become addicting. you are insane, and i swing my arms from side to side on the playground. i'm seeing into the future. you're still pretty. i'm being held against the concrete, smelling my face on fire. i'm inside the cactus. i'm full of surprise. this is happening now. this is a breakdown.
i dream of this. i watch the skin peel off my finger and mash mash mash it!
i have no right to be that praised. i've earned tears for a thing called art--this is gooey concoction of jumble (words words) and the sweet taste of FALL. it's that time of the year. the sun sings those familiar descriptions. I HATE THIS. i'll cry at nite. to sleep. i'll bang my head against an emotional wall while (someone) laughs.
teeheeheeheehawHAHAHAHAHAHA
i'm sick of this life that is monotonous grounding under the thumb of time.
do you recall the womb? do you remember silence and contentment? if we band together, we can hang Father Time.
I will be waiting. in the tub. my clothes will be a second skin. there will be drops of lament tattooed on my eyes.

please come.

all the love i have left,

sean.
VIEW 20 of 20 COMMENTS
eireann:
you should go on aim and I will tell you everything...twas a sexxxy dream...

[Edited on Oct 06, 2005 12:30PM]
Oct 6, 2005
luciefurr:
kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss
Oct 6, 2005

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