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stolen

My scooter was stolen when I was like twelve. Or thirteen or something but probably twelve. It had orange wheels and it was stolen when I went to a park near the beach in San Diego. I was with Elsa and our moms and it was a lot of fun until that happened. I loved that scooter. Some girl stole my color pens and denied it, too. I was fourteen. That is it for kid me.

» Posted By TV On 08.10.2015 @ 12:32 pm

teach

It might be true that I have nothing that I can teach you. But I hope that I am unique enough in all the commonalities among the girls you’ve dated that you want to stay with me, at least long enough for me to find someone better. You’ll teach me how to settle, and maybe I can teach you a thing or two about jealousy.

» Posted By TV On 11.06.2012 @ 4:03 pm

gadget

tegdag
this is an interesting word
tech
play
fun
chicks can dig it too
I love gadgets
did i say tech?
inspector
go go
that’s a dancer right?

» Posted By tv On 04.20.2011 @ 10:25 pm

well

A well can be deep, or it can be the shallow intercession in a conversation when the ideas have run dry and you and I are alone in a room, bare to our bones, and find out that we don’t have enough in common to be in love with each other. I’ll light the candle, or my cigarette and keep up this farce because it’s been so long now that doing anything else would just be… troublesome.

» Posted By tv On 05.02.2009 @ 7:22 pm

balcony

Balconies like a gateway to the sky that none of us can reach, and I’ll state out across this beautiful world stretching away from my fingers. Where I stand is the only pedestal that does not exist. The world warps around my space in the world, creating an individual perspective.

» Posted By tv On 05.11.2009 @ 4:04 am

gravel

Grovel and your knees are cut up by this jagged floor. Tell me, what’s it earned you to bow and scrape? Forget it, I’ll rebel and die if I have to rather than risk becoming a mundanity.

» Posted By tv On 12.30.2008 @ 6:59 am

Cement is made from separate pieces of rock. Mix me with sand and water and you and we’ll see what we can hold together. I’m just floating in this sea of us.

» Posted By tv On 12.29.2008 @ 6:39 am

loan

“What do you want from me?” I’ll ask and you’ll smile.

I can see something deeper than death in your smile, because you’re past that, you’ve gone past that and I can’t even imagine what it’s like to be you.

» Posted By tv On 12.31.2008 @ 10:37 pm

solstice

It’s the longest day of the year, they say. It has the sound of suns and moons falling into a black hole. It has the taste of a painful goodbye, and you were never in my reach from the start.

» Posted By tv On 12.21.2008 @ 2:40 pm

remember

Memory is snow on the ground and in the sun. Memory is the pattern on the floor; patchwork. Incomplete. She is running away from the things she can see to the solace promised by the bare arms of dying trees.

» Posted By tv On 02.01.2009 @ 7:49 am

lock

There’s something holding back the doors. I can see the shadow of its hand on the knob. But the doors are made of glass, or maybe when it comes to her, I have the kind of vision that lets me see through her barriers. I know what’s being suppressed, and I want it out.

» Posted By tv On 01.28.2009 @ 4:32 pm

change

Give me sadness. Give me sorrow. Give me pain. I can’t keep this nonfeeling up. Give me something that will engulf me, like some sick amoeba. Give me… more than everything. Less than nothing. Change.

» Posted By tv On 01.21.2009 @ 5:15 pm

veins

She thinks it would be cool to trace out her veins and pry them up, like they do in the museum with all the donated bodies. She wonders a lot why so many people are obsessed with veins — they don’t do much, it’s the arteries that are important…

» Posted By tv On 01.14.2009 @ 3:59 pm

subway

“Like the sandwiches? Or the tunnels?”
“The tunnels, you moron, the tunnels. I swear I can hear them. There’s something under the tiles and behind the walls and I want to know…”

The roaring of the trains keep the secret.

» Posted By tv On 03.26.2009 @ 9:28 am

locked

Lock it up, throw away the key, she whispers in the night, beside me. I wrap my shaking hands around her throat and does as she tells me.

» Posted By tv On 03.17.2009 @ 9:37 am

startled

A bird from her perch raises her head, questioning the cruel world with innocent eyes. She is a yellow bird, with remarkable blue eyes, and a gentle beak, sloping against your fingers. Her eyes glimmer as your fist closes…

» Posted By tv On 03.14.2009 @ 8:09 am

sixteen

The shy glances traded on summer nights, under stars of genuine affection, that’s what it means. You’ll slip your hand over mine where no one can see.

» Posted By tv On 03.12.2009 @ 3:24 pm

check

Above the line, sign here. Don’t forget, this is what you promised. I am hallucinating; a debt collector in black with a scythe stands over my shoulder. Cold breath chills the back of my neck, and he is here, watching me put my soul on the dotted line.

» Posted By tv On 09.23.2009 @ 1:02 pm

shower

cold hot smooth water pouring refreshing cleansing purifying soap shampoo conditioner product body wash spritz

» Posted By tv On 09.15.2009 @ 10:59 am

showers make us clean and healthy, although i did hear that we COULD just be spraying unneccesary bacteria into our faces. Metal showers are better to avoid bacteria

» Posted By tv On 09.15.2009 @ 10:57 am

circles

She’s always hated the idea of forever. It reeks to her of going in circles, over and over again, like the sick carnival rides her friends forced her on when she was young. She’s always wanted life to be an uphill struggle.

» Posted By tv On 12.24.2008 @ 7:25 am

habitat

A place that we live. They’ll talk about how we destroy it, that’s wrong. We’re molding it into our own image. So our image is fire and metal and desolation, but that’s fine. We’re egotistical enough to call it beautiful. And besides, who am I to say what is beautiful and what isn’t?

» Posted By tv On 08.25.2009 @ 6:19 am

heartbeat

when I can remember what my heartbeat sounds like. when I can remember how to hold something precious in my hands and lose myself in the shimmer of some kind of gold…

» Posted By tv On 07.12.2009 @ 2:39 pm

classic

Like the dead men who are still famous for books we cannot understand. Like the music that has lost its way among renditions of renditions. Like old-fashioned love stories, the kind of which no longer exist. How can I believe in this past?

» Posted By tv On 03.04.2009 @ 2:16 pm

skate

She’s wild. Her hair flies behind her as she lifts up onto the railing and makes that too-sweet sound against the metal. Want to watch her, want to be her, want to have her.

» Posted By tv On 02.27.2009 @ 2:07 am

neglect

Turns his face away. Marble statue of a young man who could be a Greek god, once painted gaudy colors to celebrate his life, now turned into an austere monument. Become. It is in this that we become.

» Posted By tv On 02.25.2009 @ 1:36 pm

install

Into the circuits. Sparks of electricity are racing up these veins like I am so much metal and scrap. Some abiotic construct unable to live off blood, only neural impulses programmed into my mind.

» Posted By tv On 02.24.2009 @ 5:20 am

passport

A key into the lofty sky, a key to God; give me that and I’d hate you. Don’t put shackles on feet and souls born to wander. This stack of papers will do nothing, prove nothing, just remind you that we all have a right to be human, except the people you decide don’t.

» Posted By tv On 04.16.2009 @ 9:23 pm

cow

You’re a cow, she says and she doesn’t mean it because once upon a time she loved me. She swore she’d never love a cow. She means pig. She means to call me a pig because I used her until she broke and I left her in pieces on the floor. And I did it again and again to every girl like her, because I’m worse than a pig. I’m a monster.

» Posted By tv On 11.07.2008 @ 11:52 am

hill

I will be buried under a hill when I die, and the bodies will pile up on top of me. Death and death and more death, rising higher and higher, until it touches the moon.

» Posted By tv On 10.06.2008 @ 9:42 am

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