dew-covered moth #4b

dew-covered moth #4b

dew-covered moth #4a

dew-covered moth #4a

Cold Cave - “Cherish the Light Years”

Listen.  Learn.  Love.

crossword puzzle: 9-17—-9-19.

hello. bill murray / michael jordan. trucknite. bathroom escapade. goodbye. drinkdrankpunk. table golf. cavern cold. russian slam-down. no phone tag / no voicemail / no guts. front door / kitchen slip / bathroom smash. sleepyhead.

bed-rider. good riddance. how i met you. family #2. house echo.

bed-rider. good riddance. how i met you. family #2. house echo. poem.

goodnight.  gnight.  godnight.

"and in the event that you do adapt, we still might not want you around."

hi hi hi.  it’s been a while, tumblar.

just drove back to amherst from cambridge, for the cantab lounge’s poetry night.  i spent 35 dollars on gas, and wrote half a poem.

half of me is sleepy.  the other half is too lit up with questions and arguments to consider sleep a tangible thing for another 7 hours.

*shift of tone and subject matter and target audience*

i am not a bird.  i have never been a bird.  do not forget that i often write about killing them.  this is not a coincidence.  i do not want to be 1/7.  i want to be the only one that matters, and i don’t think that’s unfair.  that’s what you are.

10 plays

coyotes and wolves- newsong.  no lyrics or title yet.  no idea what they’re gonna be.

Coyotes and Wolves- First show together.

Coyotes and Wolves- First show together.

70x7

I removed all the Coyotes and Wolves songs from the blog.  Next time you want to say something, say it to my face.

OH! OH OH OH! I HAVE A GREAT FUCKING IDEA!

send another facebook message, BITCH.

motherfucking chemicals in my motherfucking brain.

[or was it food?]

the point is, I’m sitting in class, writing poems about girls and worrying about what this summer will feel like.  i am already terrified.  i have a feeling it will get worse.  i hope i’m wrong.

listening to: science lady blathering

wishing i were listening to: give up the ghost- “we’re down ‘til we’re underground”