I don't know what I want to say, but I know I have something to write.
I know what you're up
to and again; feeling weights clunk my skull
side-ways, every way. Whispers
scratch at my window, and behind
the pane your face glows hot
red, a burning smirky face. The toothy smile
haunts me, and I don't close
the blinds. I clinch my knee caps
waiting for the burn and slice
my fingers through the glass
gripping your neck. I clench more.
I stifle you, pulling the drapes over
your body, never giving
you a good night kiss
Monday, September 20, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
"is her blood my blood?" by yours truly
words balloon
from her mouth
bending my heart
in spite of lost
connection
ice center split not broken
my hands brush the rough
door framing her depths
her bicycling love unknown
to me
i desire to swim to know to thieve
"mother" i say over over and
over feeling my lips
pressed together
ending
with them parted
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
What's my username?
It's been an entire month since I've blogged.
I'm so all over the place these days. School started back up and it's driving me crazy already. I'm taking 3 online classes and one on campus. The one on campus kind of sucks...the professor is this old, horny lady who loves to point out sexual innuendos in every single poem and laugh about it and how it relates to her life and it's just gross. The three online aren't that bad except I forget about working on them because they're so laid back. Hopefully I'll get more focused, because if I don't, I could end up in some real trouble.
I've been going to yoga alot lately. I feel so awesome when I'm in the class...I feel like I used to feel when I danced, which I miss by the way. I feel flexible, graceful, powerful...things I haven't felt since 8th grade. Well, I felt powerful playing soccer but I wasn't really good at the sport so it was different. I even bought my own yoga mat because I didn't want to use the ones that USF provided.
We read this poem for my poetry class by John Donne called "The Relic". If you like poetry, you should check it out. It's morbid with amazing imagery.
Anyways, I'm going to get back to my studies and stuff.
goodnight!
I'm so all over the place these days. School started back up and it's driving me crazy already. I'm taking 3 online classes and one on campus. The one on campus kind of sucks...the professor is this old, horny lady who loves to point out sexual innuendos in every single poem and laugh about it and how it relates to her life and it's just gross. The three online aren't that bad except I forget about working on them because they're so laid back. Hopefully I'll get more focused, because if I don't, I could end up in some real trouble.
I've been going to yoga alot lately. I feel so awesome when I'm in the class...I feel like I used to feel when I danced, which I miss by the way. I feel flexible, graceful, powerful...things I haven't felt since 8th grade. Well, I felt powerful playing soccer but I wasn't really good at the sport so it was different. I even bought my own yoga mat because I didn't want to use the ones that USF provided.
We read this poem for my poetry class by John Donne called "The Relic". If you like poetry, you should check it out. It's morbid with amazing imagery.
Anyways, I'm going to get back to my studies and stuff.
goodnight!
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