Thursday 12 November 2009

dreamer

i half fell asleep today skinny, you know just drifting. I was walking in the rain; little black dress heels, and a short cape, i swear i saw you. i could have sworn it. in the corner near the lampost in that stripey jumper, hood up.i dreamt you pulled me close and held my leg and said, " let me look at all the things i like about you" and then you kissed my kneecaps, inspected my hands and the tiny freckles on my chest. brushed my hair awy from my face, "i love how theres so much of it" and most importantly, it was okay, because we were okay, you were okay and I was okay.

Wednesday 11 November 2009

want want what i want what i need want some more never get what i want

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger. I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.

yesterday i saw a place called pavilion of forgotten desires and accompanying clouds. i think you have spent too long in this place, in your head. it is time to leave. maybe make your way through the gate of dispelling clouds, and visit the hall of embracing the universe. these are all in the summer palace, i think you would like it there. put it on your list, right next to "everywhere"