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depth

depth. looks like death. looks like one of those words where you stare too long at it and it becomes something else. words words words, all what we make of them. manifestations of thought, mirrors of our minds.

» Posted By bryan On 05.07.2010 @ 1:31 am

roller

roller. rollercoasters and steamrollers. rolling as a motion, one of a vast set we are capable of. rolling, lolling, body as form and function, but also as art.

» Posted By bryan On 05.05.2010 @ 8:48 pm

chained

chained. to a stone. like…prometheus? to have his liver torn out over and over again. metal and stone. great textures there – solid and immovable.

» Posted By bryan On 05.05.2010 @ 12:14 am

well

Well today was quite the day, nothing important got done but I still feel as if I accomplished something. Maybe it’s the 100 cigarettes a day but I feel…..

» Posted By Bryan On 05.03.2009 @ 5:56 pm

balcony

she stood on it and told him to come to her. with every fiber burning he strenuously climbed up to her. his calves burned and he collapsed from exhaustion. she told him to rise but he was unable. this led to a beating on his soul. he finally couldn’t take it anymore. he crawled away. he found a corner to curl up and die in. and there he rests to this day. her blank stare always on him. therefore he will never know peace in any life.

» Posted By Bryan On 05.11.2009 @ 7:17 pm

pretend

Pretend things have gone your way for the last five months, now pretend you never made the mistake of wishing to be alone. If only pretending had

» Posted By Bryan On 05.04.2009 @ 10:48 am

deny

i deny the fact that im alone in the world at times but its hard to come to terms when i feel that noone in my family cares what happens to me on a daily basis i hate it but ill get over it

» Posted By bryan On 11.27.2008 @ 10:33 pm

princess

My ex-girlfriend is a princess. She expects everything and gives nothing. A spoiled rotten little girl, who thinks of no one other than herself. She tossed my feelings out the door the day I left her to go to college. Never had any discipline in her life and she needs it very bad. So Lilly if you ever read this, FUCK YOU.

» Posted By Bryan On 01.25.2009 @ 1:51 pm

subway

Subway Eat Fresh

» Posted By Bryan On 03.25.2009 @ 7:16 pm

Subway.! the fat guys’ fast food. even though in reality its slow…so does that make ti it fast food? or perhaps good food fast? or begtger yet maybe good food slow…? hmm. Speaking of which. what came first,..the chick or the egg? it was prolly some freaky bacteria that gave freakish birth to both

» Posted By Bryan On 03.25.2009 @ 4:42 pm

tape

i’ve got a tape. it’s not any simple tape that you use as an adhesive, but something more sinister than that. something that makes my skin crawl and want to cut myself.

its a type of tape.

a tape worm.

» Posted By bryan On 03.25.2009 @ 7:35 am

sombre

Quiet, Morose, Serious, The mood in the room was sombre after the fight.

» Posted By Bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 7:19 am

Quiet, Morose, Serious, The mood in the room was sombre after the fight.

» Posted By Bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 7:19 am

sometimes. i feel like listening to sad songs. i may not be in a bad mood. i may in fact be doing something quite enjoyable, like defrosting the fridge, or raking my back lawn. sad music makes the whole scenario that much more epic. like it’s a scene from a greek tragedy, updated to the 21st century.

» Posted By bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 4:41 am

sometimes. i feel like listening to sad songs. i may not be in a bad mood. i may in fact be doing something quite enjoyable, like defrosting the fridge, or raking my back lawn. sad music makes the whole scenario that much more epic. like it’s a scene from a greek tragedy, updated to the 21st century.

» Posted By bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 4:41 am

it kind of reminds me of sombrero. but i know a little better i hope.
it reminds me of the sombre begginings i had as a child.
i was a bit mopey.
and this kind of carried through into my teenage years.
but overcoming it has helped me out in life now.
no more somberness.

» Posted By bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 2:33 am

it kind of reminds me of sombrero. but i know a little better i hope.
it reminds me of the sombre begginings i had as a child.
i was a bit mopey.
and this kind of carried through into my teenage years.
but overcoming it has helped me out in life now.
no more somberness.

» Posted By bryan On 07.17.2008 @ 2:33 am

deliberate

Don’t be deliberate.

» Posted By bryan On 07.15.2008 @ 7:27 am

occasion

it was on that day, that i realized it was the best time to bring up the news to her. She had been wearing a long satin gown, straps covering her shoulders. I strutted up to her in a sort of noir way. She glanced at me from behind her locks of golden hair.
“Hello”, I stuttered.
“Hello”, she said, with a coy wink. I moved closer to her and wrapped my arm around her waist.

We danced.

» Posted By Bryan On 07.14.2008 @ 6:55 am

comma

I have often wondered how a comma must feel. Most people read right through it, paying no heed. It has to share its billing with the semicolon, where the semicolon gets more reverence. Most people don’t even know how to use it.

» Posted By Bryan On 09.24.2009 @ 6:22 pm

early

I wake up earlier and earlier each morning. It’s a vicious cycle; it only leads to going to bed earlier and earlier. I dream long and hard while I sleep. I dream of the things I used to be able to see when I was awake. I wish I still had my creativity.

» Posted By bryan On 09.22.2009 @ 6:38 pm

distract

My mind wanders. Like a cat I seek to lick and smell what….whats that? I am so distracted by your beauty. Yopur face. The future from what is now ans what was. Why can’t I just live and appreciate the moment.

» Posted By Bryan On 09.20.2009 @ 6:06 pm

penny

There was a penny on the sidewalk no one knew where it belonged. There was a penny on the sidewalk, there was no home for this penny. It was a lonely penny.

» Posted By Bryan On 09.16.2009 @ 12:40 pm

logical

I went to the bank in the morning and thought I would get out all of my money. She had said it was over and I thought this would be the best thing to do as she didn’t think to much of taking and not giving back. I am not sure what the deal is with this; just figuring it all out. I guess I will make it all back around and then things will make sense.

» Posted By Bryan On 09.11.2009 @ 12:24 pm

knot

My stomach was in one big knot. I hadn’t seen him in such a long time, I wondered if everything was going to be ok. If I was going to be ok, ok long enough to hold myself together. Christ this shouldn’t be that hard, I had seen him millions of times before. We would laugh, joke around, drink a few brews, we would live life together. This was nothing new, I had seen him so many times before. But I knew this was different, I knew it would never be the same. I brought my hand up to my eyes to wipe away the tears that had been flowing from my face, since the moment I had arrived. I got down on one knee and left a single rose on my friends grave. It would never be the same visiting him.

» Posted By Bryan On 09.09.2009 @ 6:11 pm

index

i don’t know what i should write about index…

» Posted By bryan On 09.04.2009 @ 9:19 pm

radio

Radio. Soon we’ll be talking about radio as one of those things in the past. Well, maybe not. Pandora has effectively substituted the radio in my life. No commercials, small ads albeit.

» Posted By Bryan On 08.11.2009 @ 11:02 am

tiled

layed out on the floor, stained red, holding up all we deem as necessary, a perfect arrangement of symmetrical shapes

» Posted By Bryan On 07.30.2009 @ 11:13 am

shallow

lovers, beauty, burning desire, manic depressive, hatred, something that all of us are and can’t stand to admit

» Posted By Bryan On 07.29.2009 @ 4:50 pm

infant

babies are terrifying. I will only hold one if I am on a couch.

» Posted By Bryan On 07.28.2009 @ 9:39 am

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