bloodflowers charlotte never flowers of blood 020109 ... three imaginary birds watching me fall 020109 ... hey now~ blood roses? 020109 ... Anne Sexton Across the hall is the bedpan station. The urine and stools pass hourly by my head in silver bowls. They flush in unison in the autoclave. My one dozen roses are dead. They have ceased to menstruate. They hang there like little dried up blood clots. And the heart too, that cripple, how it sang once. How it thought it could call the shots! 020109 ... Casey The Cure is great. Hmmmmm 020109 ... unhinged scar_garden 020109 ... anti-social butterfly my favorite song is "there is no if...", i could listen to it over and over but yeah. i am listening to the cure and being all melancholy and shit. 020110 what's it to you? who go blather from