Wide Eyed and the World

I confess, I grow quite jealous of you smothered and snoring as I sit over my first drink of the day. It was not even 5.30 when I woke up having dreamed of orange sorbets and lemon syrups, fastastical thirst-provoked dreams. You know how it is, blog. You understand my rhythm.

Something went wrong.

When did I start living off of take-aways, eating pork, downing cider and mixing my vodka with real coca cola?

I don't even like dairy. Why am I eating things I don't like?

I miss excercise.

I miss being able to spell..

Dischord, Salome, Severe Sickness

Her lips
Were doves that took light.
And hips, taut undulations
Kissing soft rotations, drew me
To her.
Sweet Salome,
What a vice.
She set
My nerves on ice in a whisper,
Until I crawled, lapped and begged her.
Just one night to bed her, show her
What a real man could do.
Sickly
Sweet Salome,
That venom bites.
It never understood my blood
But bodies intertwined
Were hers,
Not mine.
And never had I ever
Wished so hard
That on those bloody sheets,
She had laid to rest
This final deed.
Alas, my soul to Salome
Would never be.
I was left
To bleed.

Miseria

Between the people arguing, the car alarm, the drum and bass and my not-entirely-real chats, how the hell am I supposed to sleep..?

FYI ,LOVEYS, when a girl says she's hearing someone talking in her head and puts your hand over her ears, do the good thing and hug her. It doesn't make them go away but at least it dispells SOME of the paranoia. Especially if it's her boyfriend she hears whispering into her ear in the dark. Especially if it's bad things.

KAY

THANKS

BYE.

Mike *licks*

Mine is the wolf with eyes of jade,
Who covets his love of sun
In the shade of tree boughs
That breach the horizon.
He lies in the mud and howls for me.
A fool to beseech, still
He'd drown for me, and I would drown him too.
Naked, he lies in the mud
And howls, naked.
Stretching his back, it's broken, aching
He lies beaming in joy.
Mercy me, I drink his depravity.