whisper_gently Doar from across your street into my mind. urge yourself to part your lips and issue the sounds of my longing. i've always figured that this was a cardboard romance. 050802 ... mourninglight don't yell at me from across the sheets... 050803 ... cherrycokeandcum Press it on my cheek and hold me against it until it all goes away. 050803 ... dh from the edges of a dream 050803 ... pete 'with the breeze blown through pushed up above the trees' gliding along the track, whispers silent between the greens and yellows of the late summer soccer field. silence and the moment to live in the music, long forgotten by the stolen hearts, and that music, in coherency or not, slips away into the flailing arms of mixed metaphors, launched themselves by the action of the song being song out of key by one merely wishing to impress. letters unsent, too many stored and forgotten about, the band crying out false truths, or atleast the shades of what i feel in the nights deepest heat, when you sweat just by sitting still beneath the fans calm winds. too many, and yet never enough, even the journal faded after two days and the mind reentered a similar state to before, lifting off and setting down on a new plane of life, just waiting, waiting, waiting. a month and five days, if that long, and it will begin again, in silence and celebration, with the pint glasses raised high and mike's place full once again of students just trying to make sense of life and what they learn. tangential thoughts, always, a must, they just flow on and on, not really related to one another as the songs on the playlist skip randomly from one to the next, tied together by tweedy and little else. whisper gently, she says softly into his ear. whisper softly, she says gently. whisper and be over with it. get up and go, dance the instrumental dance and turn your back to the stars, they'll find you again when you don't need them anymore, and thrust the addiction back on full force to avoid the selfsufficient smiles found in the colonization of dreams. but don't forget, she says urgently, to whisper gently into the phone to tell me you're gone never to come back. 050803 what's it to you? who go blather from