“I couldn’t think. I just couldn’t seem to get anything straight in my mind. The thoughts were there – thoughts, memories, facts, feelings – but I couldn’t do anything with them. They wouldn’t keep still. They just kept buzzing around in my head, like a room full of flies, and every time I tried to grab hold of one, all I’d get was a handful of nothing.”
– Black Rabbit Summer, Kevin Brooks
February 20, 2011
electrofied February 17, 2011
“It’s hard not to cry when I think of Thompson Road in the passenger seat of that car you stole, and your hand rolled cigarettes with their ashes floating out the window. I was electrified, I was terrified, I was young, and that lonely highway didn’t mind. You were blue-eyed and lovedrunk. I was fascinated. I was wide-eyed and willing. I was whole and now I’m wilting; but I’m still fascinated. I’m still wide-eyed, I’m still reeling. I’m still pulling at what pleated pieces of you I’ve got left in the bottom of my pockets.”
February 15, 2011
“I remember you and me used to spend
the whole god damn day in bed
(losing a whole year.)
Hiding in your room we’d lay like dogs,
and the phone would ring like a joke that’s left unsaid
(losing a whole year.)
Rich daddy left you with a parachute.
Your voice sounds like money and your face is cute,
but your daddy left you with no love.
You touch everything with a velvet glove.
And now you wanna try your life with sin?
You wanna be down with the down and in?
Always copping my truths.
I kinda get the feeling like I’m being used.
And now I realize that you never heard
one god damn word I ever said.
Losing a whole year.”
Decision January 26, 2011
third eye 