blather
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dipperwell pale golden flecks of dust
on my computer screen
are luminous against
blather's infinite
indigo skies
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pete diverse eyes
her first mystery
spoken in whispers
with lips kissed close
bound in heaven's bliss
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jane when i cough at you,
it will be like glitter in the sun
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three words understanding_through_childs_eyes
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dafremen I feel like a broken record these days. "Stay away from me, asshole." Which of those words are you people stuck on?

And it's not always just you swaggering elephant seals with your balloon-head egos. Sometimes it's you well meaning people. You want-to-be a decent person sorts. But guess what? My cat would come up every morning and stick his ass in my face and lovingly lick my cheek to wake me up in the morning. It was touching, it was tender...but after awhile you just get sick of the smell of ass in your face and you tell the cat to get the fuck off of your bed.

Our day to day behavior..is sad, pathetic, revolting..in-fucking-sane (and fuck you for thinking otherwise oh-clueless one.) And no matter where I go, you keep coming up to me. "What's wrong, daf?"

"You're sweet, but the behavior caused by your conditioning smells like ass to me."

Can't you people see I that need a break from you and the things you do that you were taught to?

I'm like a sponge that is soaked to saturation with this endless stream of justified insanity and it's eating me alive..and you WON'T STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME SO THAT I CAN RENEW MY MIND...you selfish, selfish, clueless, clueless fucks.
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