i usually gollum out on these...but today i've elected to take a different route.
Damir Doma
Alexander McQueen
.....
faux ! shearling by J.W. Anderson
these and more can be found on http://www.oki-ni.com/
poetry and menswear folks. one in the same.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Having a dream recollection
of a song about death
in awe of this ability, i continue
neighborhood walking
daylight slipping off to the other side
thought i'd put it off for a moment
go and set things right
trees a glint with low angle light
i get bored.
it's cinematic, oh alright
thought i'd put it off for a moment
watch the birds flit about
thoughts in my head
always inside pouring out
i walked back to my house
a faux cry escapes my mouth
all this inside pouring out
i worry that the world is dirty
and we've done it to ourselves
that would be a punchy ending
but i'm almost done with punch
watch me blanket everything in beliefs
i do this to keep warm
of a song about death
in awe of this ability, i continue
neighborhood walking
daylight slipping off to the other side
thought i'd put it off for a moment
go and set things right
trees a glint with low angle light
i get bored.
it's cinematic, oh alright
thought i'd put it off for a moment
watch the birds flit about
thoughts in my head
always inside pouring out
i walked back to my house
a faux cry escapes my mouth
all this inside pouring out
i worry that the world is dirty
and we've done it to ourselves
that would be a punchy ending
but i'm almost done with punch
watch me blanket everything in beliefs
i do this to keep warm
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
pridebinds
I want I want to reach out to you
I want I want to be able to
touch you
when I want to
before I could reach out my hand
I got afraid
that you might turn me away
and so alone I stayed
and so alone I stayed
in solitude prayed
and so alone I stayed
it took everything in me to place my fingers on your back
I offered it all up for that
only to realize that my hand was yours
touching
my old bones in your back
I want I want to be able to
touch you
when I want to
before I could reach out my hand
I got afraid
that you might turn me away
and so alone I stayed
and so alone I stayed
in solitude prayed
and so alone I stayed
it took everything in me to place my fingers on your back
I offered it all up for that
only to realize that my hand was yours
touching
my old bones in your back
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