thnx, hpn.

by the way, fuck you american apparel, nothing you make ever looks good on my huge tits

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I'LL WRITE TO YOU IN FRENCH IF I HAVE TO

hello, 2010. want a cracker?

20071130
We are on the train.
I am.
They are.
Currently, you are on the train. Later you may not be on the train anymore but will go one, if not this one, soon. And then you will be on the train again.
There are people on the train. I don't know them, but one day I could meet them again. And ask: are you the one from the train? And be told: yes. Or else they will not remember me, or I will not remember them. We may not remember each other at all. We will talk and talk and talk and talk but maybe the subject of trains will never come up, because why would it? And then we may never know that at one time our trajectories did cross at a singular point - a train ride- at some time in the past. We will know each other but never know that once we were on the train together- we rode a train together! That was the start! Some people will never ride trains together. Some people will never ride a train with you, or with me. We are already a step ahead! We have already made it possible for ourselves to connect because we chose to get on the train and thus we chose to be near each other. And if we meet again, do not think that it has nothing to do with this train ride, because each subsequent meeting of our bodies in space depends on, owes itself to, making the choice to place ourselves on this vessel and be carried over tracks to our destination. We chose this. You chose it. So why are you just sitting there? Why are we doing nothing about this chance we've been given? Reach out and take it,
it's yours

did you ride the metro north on 30 november, 2007? if so, this post is about you. also it's good because it's metaphorical and deep.

assorted confections
of which i am proud
& which mean things to people
& which may one day convince you that i know how to do it, this stringing of words.

• But I want you so desperately to A) read it and B) read it slow and careful. Can you do this for me you constant eye and ear?

• Acceptable epithets.

• Lightning & luminescence; listen to your heartbeat juxtaposed against the rain on the roof, waiting for corrugated kisses & new shoes.

• I know the time you spend. I spend it, too.

• I had a dream about you. You were drawing on my words, I was writing on your face.

• At first, he did, because of the quenching and because of the ignition. These were his shining moments, if he had any.

20071104 Be passionate. Be full & bursting. Rip yourself limb from limb and then in a frenzy pull yourself back together only to repeat. Spill yourself. This is your chance to deconstruct. Burn & burn & never stop sparking up into the sky, scalded and singed. Raise yourself to him & tell him to go fuck himself. Burn down buildings & kill by the thousands. Be passionate.