so slip, i stumble. fumble with the
doorknob and your key falls with me
im falling into - there you are
i see you in
these ports and the sea foam shades
of the fog that parts at dawn the day
before i find myself - here you are
i want to be left alone but -
it was the taste, salty and too sweet
it was too much and my tongue
is not appeasing or the tricks
that tease -
come close. still this one last time
there’s something underneath your
skin steady i want
inside
you - to see, how i memorize you
in every gasp that splits the air around
us and when you cum - crashing
here, at the bottom - lovers.
there are lovers disassembling
themselveslost in and to the
desperate ryhtmn in
of - waves.
- did you think the continents
moved themselves? see them slip,
in an open sleep. less go, come.
come and, and - again. trembling
here, at the bottom - their eyes
are lightless. hollow bodies left
restless,
the sea does not sleep.
so slip, i stumble. fumble with the
doorknob and your key falls with me
im falling into - there you are
i see you in
these ports and the sea foam shades
of the fog that parts at dawn the day
before i find myself - here you are
i want to be left alone but -
it was the taste, salty and too sweet
it was too much and my tongue
is not appeasing or the tricks
that tease -
come close. still this one last time
there’s something underneath your
skin steady i want
inside
you - to see, how i memorize you
in every gasp that splits the air around
us and when you cum - crashing
here, at the bottom - lovers.
there are lovers disassembling
themselveslost in and to the
desperate ryhtmn in
of - waves.
- did you think the continents
moved themselves? see them slip,
in an open sleep. less go, come.
come and, and - again. trembling
here, at the bottom - their eyes
are lightless. hollow bodies left
restless,
the sea does not sleep.
i sometimes wonder why you do the things you do deviantart. useless things that don't really help. unnecessary. childlike. kind of like those fucks in the us congress. anyway i can be positive. this a new month. hey so three cheers for cleaning up your inbox. just to have it buried again from a daily deviation. what was that the 10th? little late on that. you forgive me right?
well i forgive you. for the feature, but not all those messages. but thank you. so the tenth month. deviation on the tenth. tenth journal. that last one is a lie. you know what this means? absolutely nothing. but i did finally find some sort of resolution to a few prob
Probably. Possibly. Yeah. To none other than that purple dinosaur from our long lost childhoods The one and only, Bar- get the fuck out. No no not that far. Some people dont even remember ..
Yahoo! .. ?
By anyones standards, $1 billion for Tumblr is criminally cheap.
But we saw what Yahoo did to Flickr. And what Twitter did to
Posterous. They have this gorgeous way of killing things.
Slowly.
Thoughts? :lol:
i hope the waves of the world still treat you well, old friend. i thought of you today and remembered all our late night words exchanged in quiet and i often wish the planet was back to those softer days.