bored again
2001-07-02 - 11:20 p.m.
wow... i'm tearin' through this shit...
three entries for 7/2/01.
nothin' much else to do. xongo's in wisconsin for his birthday and dumbfuck me fucked up my request off sheet and wound up with no hours for this week.
so i'm writing a lot.
started a poetry project i'vve been meaning to do for a while now. a collection of poems about and/or inspired by my friends (as if anyone gives a shit -- i never share my poems with anybody, except once in a blue moon).
i started with malecide. he always brings words out of me, especially spur of the moment, the way i wrote this poem. i'm really bored and all funnygirlabby is talking about is her stripper-girlfriend, so i'm gonna use some time up and type the fuckin' thing out...
black roses wilted
bereaved mask torn
weeping
standing solitary
on rain-washed cobble-stone streets
so dark
black as the night surrounding him
which tears down his walls
of self-quarantine
inside,
the garnet-red velvet
of his
love.
never fading,
always growing more intense
each lonely night
with the crimson blood of this
sacrificial romeo
unfurl that soft blanket!
catch me in it
ensnare me with it
warm me in it and pull me in
close
wrap me in that love
hold me tight within it
lest it overtake you
and you leave me here
standing alone in the night
cold.
black.
JW – July 2001
bah.
whatever.
siotd:
Thou vain dizzy-eyed measle.
