Nothing can stop us

I can feel you dreamin' of me

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Location: Detroit, Michigan, United States

I never much liked the flaps over zippers, needles, ovens, lawn mowers, or swimming. I love my Les Paul, and every song I've written with or without it.

29 September 2009

Pulses Through the Air

Trickling straight through me
You trick me
Into tripping
Into traps;

I'll send you pulses through the air
For you to breathe
For you to feel
For you to use as motivation
To never leave the warmth of bed,

It's not what's said
That leaves the most confusion
In my head
Intact -

Thread for skin
Dyes for words
Ribbons for fingers
Tied me up
With rope for eyes
And alibis -

So strong I steal away
Noregardforrulesorlawsor...
Plans.

If I must toss to shake this anchor
Then I'll stay tossing until all dawn.


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I was trying to sleep. I couldn't sleep. I'm gonna go try again, I guess.
SO MANY THOUGHTSSSSSSS.

07 September 2009

One Minute

Our frames
Not molding, yet molded by our simmering skin
To the touch
We are not much but
Sticks in a wildfire
Lavender skies penetrate
Through light
Through meandering night
Through rivers
Twisting thoroughly with might
Each eye another star
That refuses to shine
Until the moon grants their
Wish
Ah, I say, grant me this
One touch, one kiss
To unravel and secure
All I've missed


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I was just sitting on a futon reading a book and had a violent urge to write. Then I wrote this in probably less than a minute, no joke. So that is where the title originally came from. I am really happy with how this turned out.