Relapser's Journal

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  • Archives for February 2006
  • February 28, 2006

    by Relapser on February 28, 2006
    I wonder if he knows the mixed tape he sent me was one of the best I'd ever heard. I still have the small stringed instrument that was included.
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  • Like oversized objects orbiting

    by Relapser on February 28, 2006
    in an undersized room... collisions are inevitable your highness... your lord.... your worship.... Let's never speak of this again.
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  • February 28, 2006

    by Relapser on February 28, 2006
    I appreciate the way dry beans at the supermarket feel when I thrust my hands into tubs of them, the richness of the English language ( we even have a word for the pleasant smell in the air after it rains! ) and the sacrifice of the men and women dying in the desert so that our leaders can keep their faces egg free. "You are free to do as we tell you!"
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  • February 20, 2006

    by Relapser on February 20, 2006
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  • To the girl waiting at the bus stop all alone...

    by Relapser on February 17, 2006
    the first time I saw her sitting there on a bus stop bench surrounded by an empty parking lot as the cop cars and buses wizzed by but she never got on, instead just sitting, waiting so beautiful and i couldn't help but wish I could somehow rush across the street and save her but I knew it wasn't possible, shaking my head I lit another cigarrette and turned away. I would have to save myself first.
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  • February 17, 2006

    by Relapser on February 17, 2006
    on the shores of a lake named after a late queen of england i heard new rumors of war. the sun was a red ball up in the summer sky. i saw my sister standing in the doorway. she had that look on her face that reminded me of you. the reports were coming hourly and the sky was blue. they were shifting the power again. they always do this when i come home. i tucked my shirt in, though i don't know why. shielded my eyes from the light up in the sky 'cause it was shining, blazing, like a highway flare in the incredibly impossibly dry air i heard my mother call my sister to the kitchen again and thought that everything was headed straight down the drain they positioned themselves in strategic locations i was beginning to lose my patience. if you'll just put your hand in mine, we're gonna leave all our troubles behind.
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  • February 16, 2006

    by Relapser on February 16, 2006
    "Come at the king, you best not miss." -- Omar
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  • Not On Top

    by Relapser on February 02, 2006
    I feel a little strange Feels like I'll never get my shit together 27 and I'm fucked Well, it's 10 years from teenage and that's a freaking lot I think I'm getting old and I thought I'd never say that I bought Nevermind and it changed my life some fifteen years ago I thought my little sister would never ever make it out of high school and go looking for jobs Not on top Baby, I'm not on top and your love is like a diamond with a sadistic sick crowd of bastards peeping in the bleachers and there's two men and no team one is pitching cannonballs the other is hitting wind and I've done a lot of training to try to stick to my positions locked up in th attic now I'm falling in love with her and there's 67 better ways to make some sense Not on top Baby, I'm not on top I told you...
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