September 27, 2009

you are so pretty

with your confidence
and your dedication
to the domestic

furnishing your
home with all
manner of delicate
objects;

but the night
will rob you,
will starve you

the night
will empty
your house
and turn you
inside out

and there you
lay, on your
carpet:

pulsing and amoebic,
doing nothing
but wanting everything

but mostly,
alone

September 21, 2009

September 13, 2009

virgin suicide



September 8, 2009

September 7, 2009

when you say
nothing,
i imagine it's
everything

and all i
can do
is climb inside
your walls
and wait for
you to notice
me

September 6, 2009