Thursday, December 22, 2011

City of children

We're children in the city
It's hard spending time with you
I can never read you and always leave with others
Mini explosions of the heart set the evening but alcohol numbs the clarity.
I'm almost ashamed of myself
The rock stars hidden agenda has illuminated for a brief moment and the clarity sharpens for that second.



- Sleeps

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Hold

Hold and touch... As a requirement of the game
I'm useless and hopeless
You left w no name
I'm happy to take the wait
A film would stop moments I wonder if your moments include me.
Small questions raise large insights and I'm all in

- Sleeps

Regress and smile.

These shoes have a speed limit.
All these friends and nothing to smile for... She's not sure how to handle this stuff so locks down and can't focus.
The other half jests on sexual reference and bad behaviour.
The cleavage catching everyone's attention.
The uncomfort took me back to my teenage years yet did not lash out. I'm either more grown up or have been tamed slightly.
"everyone loves you, but no one likes you..." the comment repeating continuously in my head.
Is it that ironic and subtly intricate that it is to elude the mindful and be enjoyed by the lazy?
Regress and smile.


- Sleeps

Bot

I am a robot
I will never feel anything I sing and write about for more than an imaginary moment.

A good man is an unhappy one.


- Sleeps

Fickle

She just doesn't realise
She's going to loose me
My heart is tired and quick to harden and my interest is as fickle as...
I'd never seen him sing before
Such a shake and urgency of moment


- Sleeps

Offline

'It was good they're so in love'
The dates do not seem to come to be. Ironic really as each post notes the possible miss meet.
This technology doesn't make it easier if there's no connection which is somewhat strange to note.
Write me.
Connect me.
Forget me, please?
The simpler things shine through now. Such an excitable girl, 100 words a second I can only sit back and smirk.


- Sleeps