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lust

Something that could really ruin your life. If you think about it too much it’s not lust because lust is for the stupid and not for the strong minded. Take some time and think about the last time you were in lust, was it the best decision you ever made? No, I bet you it wasn’t. This is why when you are in lust, it’s best to step back and think.

» Posted By MLH On 06.27.2011 @ 9:23 pm

cone

i had an ice cream cone, on a cold day. i held it in my hand.

i had an ice cream cone, on a warm day. the sun took it out of my hand. bastard.

» Posted By mlh On 11.11.2009 @ 10:24 pm

eternal

i used to want to live forever.

my front door started opening less.
my phone stays on the hook.
i haven’t seen the sun in days.

who really wants to live forever?

» Posted By mlh On 11.19.2009 @ 5:27 pm

weird

i got this strange feeling when i saw you there, on the sidewalk.
i knew you didn’t want to see me, but it was the only reason you were here.
you still couldn’t break the old habit.

we talked, and i just couldn’t walk away.
we talked, and you wanted to stay.

» Posted By mlh On 11.17.2009 @ 11:22 pm

dial

there was no breathing, there was no speaking.
only a dial tone.

I could only imagine the cold hands on the other end of the phone, holding on so tightly, tight enough to push down the hook, and leave me weeping in the floor, amongst broken bottles, and cigarette butts.

» Posted By mlh On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

alignment

alignment is a figment of our scattered imaginations. nothing is truly aligned. only mildly familiar.

» Posted By mlh On 12.20.2009 @ 7:35 pm

piano

my fingers stop.
black top, white bottom, round on the edges.
i listen to the older men talk.
i talk back.
they can’t hear, when they aren’t listening.

when did speaking become an impossible task?

implausible rehabilitation.

» Posted By mlh On 10.23.2009 @ 8:23 pm

my fingers stop.
black top, white bottom, round on the edges.
i listen to the older men talk.
i talk back.
they can’t hear, when they aren’t listening.

when did speaking become an impossible task?

implausible rehabilitation.

» Posted By mlh On 10.23.2009 @ 8:21 pm

stall

I’m in a room full of friends, acquaintences, strangers, and less than humans. I’m currently “stalling” as it is my turn to attribute to conversation.

» Posted By Mlh On 10.21.2009 @ 2:49 pm

in the bathroom stall.
losing time.
losing vision.

sweaty palms.
losing balance.

leaving behind,
out of sight, out of mind.

» Posted By mlh On 10.20.2009 @ 11:04 pm

modern

i could never grasp.
between the telephone and the door.
where i lie my head.

nothing can hold me up.

i’ll do my best to make it outside, before the sun goes down.

i’ll do my best to make it outside before i leave town.

» Posted By mlh On 10.19.2009 @ 10:55 pm

collision

impact. seconds, minutes, hours, days weeks, months, years.

we collide.
at the vertex.

nothing haults.
nothing moves.

» Posted By mlh On 10.18.2009 @ 10:32 pm

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