wanting theopco If I had a silver bullet and you were the queen of France and we screamed like ravens all night long would the sun never rise, in it's tedious majesty, to torment and mock and would these prison weeds that thrive on the burning light, blacken and die? 010928 ... sim Ah, yes. There's that crazy desperation I know so well. It mellows with age, I'm relieved to say, but the uncomfortable, winding weeds of manic supplication never really die. Deep within greasy, grey folds, hidden behind rational defenses, fear lives in secret, tickling one's vulnerability. It makes a person do stupid things, honey, goads us into awful games. Be kind. Be fair and constant, and be generous with your love. Never bow, but sometimes bend. It's all gonna be okay. 020129 ... josie Into the water, who's very being drowns me although of him i know no fault. On the end of my very breath i whisper your name, and the feeling for every sorrow bears no pain. Who's touch like water's edge can draw me in, with fingertips so close i fall within, afixiating eyes who'll tear a child from the arms of it's very mother, away to another. 020819 ... no reason ugh, i'm starting to do that thing. that thing where i want things that happen occasionally but are in no way expected to happen all the time or even somewhat frequently. but i want them all the time regardless, and if i don't get them, it's unsatisfying in a pretty irrational way. usually i have methods of stopping this. but this time i don't want to go away. 051114 ... no reason actually, this probably should have been under greedy 051114 ... Syrope never gonna find a man as good as my daddy not even sure if i'm ever gonna find a boy i can see becoming a man at all 060722 what's it to you? who go blather from