Sunday, February 11, 2007

? What was THAT all about. Coherence is compromised at 1am. Now it's all out there, haha how to take back? I'll just eat it all away pineappletartsandalmondcookiesandspringrollsandloveletters.
It kind of ebbs and flows, you know? Sometimes they crash onto my shore and then they freeze, so I have to pick my way through the shards of ice (wave-shaped, tsunami-size), and then other times it's low-tide and the gentle breeze brings only the occasional spray of salty memory (but fresh nonetheless). People always say that one day you'll look back and laugh but I couldn't the last time.

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She is in the papers. (Remember this, because you were so much the same yet irreconcilably different.) But now it's really just a line that I drop from a text message, no longer awkward because we're separated by a tiny screen of congratulations!you'recooldude!. But sometimes you wonder why now of all times? WHY NOW. Maybe it has something to do with what I'm doing and you're all coming back to haunt me allll offff youuuu.

Shut up and go away and do not wonder at me, I know I am fascinating.
This is for me, and me alone. I never asked anyone to come and see this, ever. Never. People have always been the first to ask, and I acquiesce but it does not mean that I appreciate your presence your looming overwhelming discreet voyeurism. This I know, because I'm just like one of you.

You ask, How can I know you? and I answer, Only through my writing.

In oft quoted lines of lyric we ask questions, and the greatest transgression that is inflicted upon us is not that of the correct answer (which we know already, but do not want to hear) but that of the person being completely unaware that he or she is being interrogated through rhyme and verse.

- Coke-o Crunch
by @ 11:32 AM