post post southern gold

After jumping off the whirlwind i breifly hibernated in my lodgings. This proved was so satisfying i awoke thinking i was inside a sausage roll in an oven.

textual beings 14-04-08 to 15-04-08

inbox:

14 April 1.15pm

for you. i have a gem. limke once or twice removed to our buffered state. At an arms length. perpetuated by forever gaze. It'll arrive to you wrapped in our dream.

14 april 3.05pm

Um yes please your delicious saturated mind on the end of a fading classic colour. All your time and money in front of my green eyed hunger.

14 april 3.34pm

my minds a fledging. getting there from the city streets. are you going to hop upon a sketch of life and drink it down in a finebone dream? please and thanks.

14 april 3.40pm

forever.

15 april 9.10pm

you are too amzing for 160 characters of prose. a silence has fell on my bones. a book on my lap. let me memorise your path and scratch out a face. yours. please.

15 april 10.30pm

superflourous warnings warings everywhere, i want to submerge you in the canals of our silent chorus. times are blocks. of cobwebbed worlds. escape and be.

15 april 10.36pm

[our] words [and our light] have the power [and the mystery] to open seasome and reveal [love and grow] liberal piles of golden metallic suns [and heart]

woodwind winds

i wanna get REAL midwestern with you,
down by the lake.

it was like, a fake battle had been won. There were feathers and boys everywhere, the soft yellow morning light and the cold burning the back of my th

roat, school camp all over again.
I'M GOING MAKE IT HAPPEN.
Is this life all there is?soft paper, yellowly, clean crisp ink. interesting souls. fragments.
Canada 2010
New york 2009 Winter (their summer)
circular dances bend over+
push button+ spin+ twirl+ repeat
BOWL CUT flanelette
NEW
hushed voices humming. no blaming.
a trip to the forest with beers
whirlwind heat video in the desert in my mind
the lime coloured jesus sitting on the typewriter
OSAKA tommorow, more miso coming
5am blowout AGAIN, let me off, so i can think more and eat more tomatoes and get into less trouble.
where is my lover?

icing on your chest

incredible phemomena

the owls are not as they seem

haunts
chairman miaow
giant glitter wands
golden mountains
cigar box fantasies
secret societies
boring jobs, exquisite houses
trompe l'oeil
brideshead
the name bradford
(last names as first names)
lucy mackenzie
wim wenders
self help tapes
fragments
monarchy (he wrote on his leg instead on anarchy)
slim cigarettes loud music moving closer
interview covers
carver
magical housing developments
malvevich
epic logos
mobray st
shades bar in (mystery train)
leggy girls
acid wash black and white jeans
drunk stiff upper lip boys in tuxes
whirlwinds
boy void

FOREVER everyone needs to know

forever: [from for + ever, i.e. for always]

The concept of something existing beyond the flow of time, or retaining its status for an infinite or for an indefinite, or undetermined, period of time.

On a universal scale very few concepts, if any, are truly forever. Proponents of a closed universe believe that even time itself will have an end. See Eternity.

Forever may also refer to:

In music:

Albums:

• Forever (Beautiful World album), an album by Beautiful World
• Forever (Bobby Brown album), an album by Bobby Brown
• Forever: The Singles, a compilation album by The Charlatans
• Forever (Cracker album), an album by Cracker
• Forever (Damage album), an album by Damage
• Forever (Dune album), an album by Dune
• Forever (Freezepop album), an album by Freezepop
• Forever (GusGus album), an album by GusGus
• Forever (Hillsong album), an album by Hillsong
• Forever (Kool and the Gang album), an album by Kool and the Gang
• Forever (Lee Hyori album), an album by Lee Hyori
• Forever (Orleans album), an album by the band Orleans
• Forever (Puff Daddy album), an album by Puff Daddy
• Forever (S.H.E album), a compilation album by S.H.E
• Forever (Spice Girls album), an album by the Spice Girls

Songs:

• "Forever", a song by As I Lay Dying
• "Forever" (Chris Brown song), a song by Chris Brown
• "Forever" (Jennifer Lopez song), a song by Jennifer Lopez
• "Forever" (Beach Boys song), a song by the Beach Boys
• "Forever" (Mariah Carey song), a song by Mariah Carey
• "Forever" (The Cure song), a song by The Cure
• "Forever" (in2a0), a song by Into a Circle
• "Forever" (Kamelot song), a song by Kamelot
• "Forever" (Kid Rock song), a song by Kid Rock
• "Forever" (KISS song), a song by Kiss
• "Forever" (Papa Roach song), a song by Papa Roach
• "Forever" (Queen song), a song by Queen
• "Forever" (Sandra song), a song by Sandra
• "Forever", a song by John Stamos
• "Forever" (Strawbs song), a song by Strawbs
• "Forever" (Sturm und Drang song), a song by Sturm und Drang
• "4ever", a song by The Veronicas
• "Forever" (Vertical Horizon song), a song by Vertical Horizon

In television:

• "Forever" (Buffy episode), an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer
• "Forever" (House episode), an episode of House
• "Forever" (CSI episode), an episode of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

In literature:

• Forever (novel), a book by Judy Blume
• Forever (Pete Hamill novel), a book by Pete Hamill
• Forever (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure), a Japanese manga character

In movies:

• Forever (film) a 1921 George Fitzmaurice silent film, also known as Peter Ibbetson
• Forever (1991 film), an Italian-Brazilian film by Walter Hugo Khouri
• Forever (1992 film)

In geography:

• Forever (Lomé), part of the city of Lomé

charles and sebastian

you know, I think i'm kind of getting into this thing. I was pretty freaked out by it for a while. Now its okay.
I wonder how much time people spend freaking out about whether they are interesting enough.

I have a strange obsession with the ivy league i cannot shake.

RHYME ZONE

we met on the internet
i'm not there yet
like trying to wipe sweat with cheap serviettes
stopping you from being tame

It was a tell tale sign when the gift giving declined

heart dripping like liquid gold
ignore what
penciled in faces fill the mould
his sore eyes match heis peach shirt
he used to live in paris
he was a colourist
a specialist
gold medal on the mystery front
i need to be less blunt

stiff upper lip

rising from the mist like a child saluting a flag
I know what its like this regime
drunk with bliss
dripping with inextricable
heat, knowledge
he speaks of power
will it hit him in the face



blood rushed cheeks
wine in an empty marble void
diminishing your souls in a seventies church in 1995
she watches, she has lost her way
cocaine as a centrepiece
cannot exist,
isolated this
neutralness
marble cools the soft skin of a girl unlike another.

this is the sticks

a new deal
handsome ivy league boy
plateauing comfortably
observing her glitter dipped brogues
flaking onto maple underneath

steadily flickering
if possible
hushing him up again
secreting all she knew for another

desert roll.

keep it crushed
juice pulp in teeth
seamless, knowing
I used to know the light behind your eyes
but now it is snowing

craving old house to carry out old dreams
live in fantasies
burnt out
gleams in my eyes
fell
cynics know not how to roll
they have it coming
stilted, misty suprises

JUST IMAGINE ALL THOSE CANDLES BURNING

I imagined him with a live racoon wrapped around his neck. Does he realise his heart is filled with ghosts? I guess I became a myth of what was to become but now your back with us. Its a shame you know, your dangerous exsistence cannot be more romantic. We'll kill ourselves waiting for this thing.

grind me a dream

The morning after I opened my crimson lipstick to find the end perfectly flat. After a blank second i rembered grinding it in circular motions on the inside of my wrist the night before. I'm writing a song in my head right now called grind me a dream. "he'll love it."

I kept thinking about my “pyramid of death hate” with the rainbow hate laser and the skull.

Occuring slowly but surely. There are far too many ways to know anout you on the internet and far too less for me.

A giant spiralling vortex picked me up and spun me violently for perhaps the last exact year to which a can pinpoint almost to this day. This day a year ago I know what I was doing. I was driving around in my Dad's car listening to Slowdive's just for a day crying my fucking eyes out.

I let myself get knee deep.

I originally freaked out about blogs. I wanted to just archive everything. Everything being all my writing that comes out and i never show anyone. I gave a poem to a Valentine once, he said he liked it, but I'm not so sure.

I'm going to write all the texts in my inbox in my diary so i don't forget.