Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone. A young girl's doll left on the street, gathering dust. No one else there. Shoulders weighted down with doubt. Rejection at every corner. I walk alone I walk alone.
No desire. The words "stop trying" etched into the wall. The sun hidden by a blanket of graying clouds. Unbearable heat and silence. I walk alone. I walk alone.
Locked doors on every side. A tear streaked face veiled behind dark tangled hair. Blank eyes leading to a weeping soul. The turned back of a friend. I walk alone. I walk alone.
Dirt streaked windows that light can barley penetrate. Broken flashing street signs. Crumpled attempts at art thrown away in disgust. Distorted mirrors with distorted images. Long forgotten photos burned to ashes. I walk alone.
I walk alone, along my boulevard of broken lost and forgotten dreams.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Thinking About You

I'm thinking about you. I'm thinking about you like notes think of a melody. Like hats think about heads. Like fat French men think about gooey pastries. Like ducks think of swans. I'm thinking about you like Cosmo thinks about the color blue. Like soccer balls think about Beckham. Like fireworks think of the explosion. Like cold feet think of fuzzy socks. I'm thinking about you like Elvis thinks of Hawaii. Like cats think of yarn. Like plants dream of the sunshine. I'm thinking about you like the tortoise thinks of speed. Like Mickey thinks about Minnie. Like prisoners think of their last look of open sky. Like writers think about the first line. I'm thinking about you like English teachers think of prepositional phrases. I'm thinking about you like sushi thinks of Japan. Like cactus think about rain. Like monkeys think about bananas. Like fallen leaves think of the wind. Like Santa Cause thinks of January. I'm thinking about you like Rapunzel thinks of a hair brush. Like nerds think of libraries. Like mothers think of silence. Like chips think of dip. I''m thinking about you like your the only thing to think about! I'm thinking about you like I always do; constantly.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Rock Out

You are under Direct Orders to Rock Out!

Rock out like your favorite song just came on the radio. Like you just made the goal that won the game. Like your riding the wave of a lifetime. Rock out like he just said yes. Like you are eleven and just got your letter from Hogwarts. Like your freezing to death and dancing is the only way you'll survive. Rock out like you’re out side, like you’re inside, like you’re in the doorway between the two. Rock out like you found $20.00 in your coat from last winter. Rock out like a penguin on a slip n' slide. Like you thought it was Thursday all day and you just found out it was Friday. Like its pouring out side and you have someone to run though the rain with. Rock out like your brother just came back from Iran and he wants to spend the whole day with you. Like there are miles of soft cool grass for you to run in barefoot though and never get tired. Rock out like you just found out why there is no spoon (matrix). Rock out like Lady Gaga just lost her voice. Rock out like no one is looking. Rock out like time will stop without it. Rock out like tomorrow is too late, because it could be…