the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

CardAgain

So here I am waiting
Mirror ghosts at my throat
Maybe it's just getting worse
When signed in blood on paper
I will tell you I was first.
It's a sad kind of funny
Like tickling a child so he won't cry
I want to see my own one day
I'd rather that, let me get by.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Lymph Nodes

Let's stay alive,
I don't want it to be hard to say, "forever."