word_junkies silentbob my needle is navy blue with sky blue letters on the measuring line. i inject myself in metered lines and, in one decisive stare, the time it takes to get from here to there. I have an addiction. they got me in a group, to talk about my problems. i just can't seem to get enough of The Vampire Lestat. 000908 ... klairchen I am lured into the library filled with books, between classes, just to get my quick-blue-three-minute-fix. Ah, then I'm on my way. 000908 ... pipedream or i never leave home without something to read, anything to open or unfold and quickly drink in in the pauses between life, something to recharge the batteries of my soul before i face people again and again and again 030924 ... once again flowing through our viens so hot and quick, screaming through our heads, LET THEM OUT, oh, let them out. pulsing through the blackness escaping to the deep, they won't let us go, they won't leave us alone, we'll never get away. 030925 ... misstree you_promised_me_poems and my hands are shaking, my speech stutters, my mouth is dry and sour for want of this... this... this eloquence has left me, scarlet has faded to the bland rose found on kounty krafts, and the night finds me licking the corners of bags, desperately scraping for just one more glimpse of red, for just one more beautiful spew, just one more poem squeezed out of me. it's not there, though. the word-man hasn't been returning my calls, and no one else in town can give me what i need. my hands keep quaking, my tongue so desperately dry, and this is only the beginning of the road to passionless paralysis. 030925 ... misstree should be promised_me_poems 030925 ... Death of a Rose here is my arm, where is the syringe? 031127 ... Lemon_Soda How wonderful to travel a different world. I couldn't stop if I wanted to. Sometimes....sometimes the world of words makes more sense than my flesh and blood. In script, we are truly gods. 031127 ... egger some days, it's a really pure high. 040318 ... sameolme I'musing a patch. No not for pumpkins! This fix, addressed to the skin reduces my dependance on nomenclature redunculously. 040318 ... anomalous words_are_for 050510 ... z words sing to me in layered counterpoint. they splash, spraying mists and droplets of truths, and fictions. they open the sky. they bring whispers, voices so delicate that they wither at a glance. words run, travel at great speed. they flood, leaking around closed doors and lifting me. and i am subsumed. 050510 ... misstree all it took was the impossible to get them flowing again haleluiah! ramen! 060420 ... Doar pop another pill homeward i say the crumbling pipe i smoke and i say leave, leave, leave. you dogs of triteness. 100109 ... Doar pop another pill homeward i say the crumbling pipe i smoke and i say leave, leave, leave. you dogs of triteness. 100109 ... ergo to all blathering baloney beagles Just one command Stay! 100110 what's it to you? who go blather from