Just breathe

...we were here together. I'm still here. Home.

February 12, 2011

Persona House

An image we can keep looking on.
The temporary zone is a forehead pointing downward.
If it's an environment that's not pleasing,
then why adjust?
Loosing the skinny freshness is usually an upward.

When I dump bottles of water on already made pasta,
I often discover success.
Any occasion of double rear view mirrors being used,
then we can be settle to each other once again.

Come visit me.
One room that remotely controls our ego.
Flaired out verbs demonstrate who we are with.
Follow me into the kitchen where pots sit on forks,
because that is who we are together.

What's hanging in your closet?
My skin is on the bedframe that will end up in the closet.
Perfectly simple.
Abstract assumptions from good advice that we don't take.
So i use soap.


The lisp of today has an erected two day temperature of yesterday.
The tone of the living room table,
is held by the tone of your voice.
Mother may I?
I promise I won't scratch the cookie jar.
Don't worry.
The hallway isn't on fire yet.
We all have green in flesh tones.

When I enter my room.
I feel sincere.
Specific texture can spawn furniture.
Hence why i eat.
Please come.
Come in vertically.
So i can tell you to lie down.
Tell me what's wrong.

Hands in front of a black cloth.
With perfect artifical light.
Contemporary models that can hold each other in the laundry room.
Lets both go to the color '1'.

Walk with me through all these rooms.
Meeting me in a new era with a new face.
It's the choice of chance.
Every room is a new person.
In the same house.

Close the door behind you without scissors,
unless your cutting ties with me.  
When i know we are going to make snow flakes throughout the house.

February 6, 2011

The Daydream Line

A flying lady in a loose blouse with long soft hair. 
The communication room with a sink full of vomit?
Vomiting is right, if you retrieve with purity.
An unannounced empty space isn't real.
Believing is real.
When we scratch the heads that are connected,
we can separate.
For it's not the thoughts that count, 
it's the counting of thoughts that we secretly like to have invisibility from.
When we are invisible, 
I am 3 inches from your face.
White walls are blank on purpose, because when you turn on sounds,
the walls become crowded with that particular moment.
Each wall becomes four people.
16 personalities surround you, and your the bed.
All of them eating only nothing but people with crossed legs.
Old couples at a disco rave can microwave and relay your deluxe shave,
so you can save and tame the bath-water you bathe in.
I cannot handle my dog gurgling in someone else's spit. 
Only her thighs can open up her voice for a selfish man who wont touch her.
Tell me, what do you want?
The secretion of a sexy mountain. 
Im pretty sure i just wet myself in front of all these staring office officials that are stapled to sticky notes and stuck to faxing printers.
What a cliche boundary, 
that light hits in that exact spot so i can have realization of something that can help.
I love the angle of that taxi when it drives up my imaginary New York themed road. 
My face seems to shrivel during a complex movie. 
Yeah.. i wonder if i can put a 'stop motion' influenced hand, inside a thermometer to see the after effect of a black hole.
Maybe if you weren't so naked, 
i might be able to concentrate on your sub conscious discomfort.
In and out.
In and out. 
In and out.
A shrub
In and out.
In and out.
In and out.
Various kinds of half-crushed pills and a friend thats one thousand miles away.
In and out with luggage.
In and out with stamps.
In and out with envelopes.
I wanna lay. 
I wanna feel it.
It's an alright phrase.
Although, gimme some baby!
We all have a symbolic infant living amongst ourselves.
I wouldn't say how raw jumping off something would be, 
although my teeth grind when kids can play and i couldn't.
Wow, what a nice jacket.
Her shoulders look smooth and sturdy.
A voice like hers can put a knight in shining armor to anyone she chooses.
That house has a splendid entrance.
Her face causes me to have schizophrenia,
i cant stop seeing her.
It feels like we...
"Earth to Steven, are you there?"
"Uh... sorry, i was just-"
"You were just day dreaming again, Steven? About what? Oh i know, world domination and a lot of hot girls!"
"Umm... no? maybe.. uh.. i guess so?"

February 3, 2011

Old faces in old places.

Way to go Mr. MIcrophone
Show us all what you don't know
Centuries secret societies
He's our commander still
Space Dog

So sure we were on something
Your feet are finally on the ground
He said so sure
We were on something
Your feet are just on the ground girl

Rain and snow our engines have been receiving
Your eager call there's colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth
He'll distract her good don't worry so

And to the one you thought was on your side
She can't understand she truly believes the lie

Lemon Pie
He's coming through
Our commander still
Space Dog
Lines secure
Space Dog

Deck the halls I"m young again
I'm you again
Racing turtles
The grapefruit is winning
Seems I keep getting this story twisted
So where's Neil when you need him
Deck the halls it's you again
It's you again
Somewhere someone must know the ending
Is she still pissing in the river
Now heard she'd gone
Moved into a trailer park

So sure we were on something
Your feet are finally on the ground
He said so sure
We were on something
Your feet are just on the ground girl

So sure we were on something
Your feet are finally on the ground
He said so sure
We were on something
Your feet are just on the ground girl 

-Tori Amos

A twin's beauty is as powerful as one individual.