Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sunday, March 20, 2011

paradise circus

‎'Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering'

Friday, March 18, 2011

guest post- thom yorke

'I have a real problem being a man in the ’90s… Any man with any sensitivity or conscience toward the opposite sex would have a problem. To actually assert yourself in a masculine way without looking like you’re in a hard-rock band is a very difficult thing to do… It comes back to the music we write, which is not effeminate, but it’s not brutal in its arrogance. It is one of the things I’m always trying: To assert a sexual persona and on the other hand trying desperately to negate it.'


Thursday, March 17, 2011

slow

January stumbled into February which fell into March. Secrets unraveled like yarn out of control, and before we could collect our character with frivolity and without anyone seeing, nature's law and order came to set us undeniably and reluctantly straight.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

guest post- vita sackville- west

I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. You, with all your un-dumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that; perhaps you wouldn't even feel it. And yet I believe you'll be sensible of a little gap. But you'd clothe it in so exquisite a phrase that it would lose a little of its reality. Whereas with me it is quite stark: I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is just really a squeal of pain. It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan't make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this --But oh my dear, I can't be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don't love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don't really resent it.

However I won't bore you with any more.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

frinkelswine

Hair glowing like red fire in dark corners of familiar places.
I could burn your forest down and watch in boredom as you clean up the mess.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

young fools

the stars are out, and on the loose.

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

million dollar question

do you look incredibly dashing?
and happy?

I am very cold, but I resist the need to warm my body with anything else but you.
Your fire-breathing dragon of a person.
I know you are unsure of me, but do not forget what I was in your eyes that night with glass bottles filled with incense and burning candles. Don't forget the music, the inadequacies of our spoken words, and the flesh that crept in to seduce us. Our chemistry played with our electricity, leaving our minds to suffer with the consequences.