January 2011
1 post
Past All The Beauty (1-11-11)
Sunlight and Cotton Candy Clouds explode over the mountain peaks. thrown is the happiness d o w n on a valley covered in laughter song and unicorns endless blue eyes and flowing streams of blonde.
— Past all the beauty down the only dirt road in existance on earth on the left and hidden way back in the darkness That is my home. seldom seen is all of the colour of this Wonderworld. d o...
April 2010
4 posts
quit writing, because i am certain that its almost...
I remember only the words
No feelings.
Just scenes, Polaroid snapshots
Of long passionate scratches down backs
Red streaks of love
From nails grown long
And over-heated hearts
Caught in a moment.
Loss of time in tangled sheets
Soft-spoken words
In between flesh and spit meet
Almost always summer
When the memories repeat.
I’d try it again
I’d pay for love in full
But, it’s not worth the...
new york city | ryan adams
fuckyeahdra:
pearlsonastring:
I used to live in hotels. Because I thought it was romantic. Or something. I have an idea of how that sounds, so spare me. I can go on here and reveal that I mean I lived “in” them, as in weeks, sometimes months, eventually for over a year, but – trust me – I know how that sounds, so, again, spare me. I tell myself, and other people, now that I thought it was...
March 2010
1 post
February 2010
21 posts
Once
morninghollow:
You know, the movie. Glen Hasard & Markéta Irlglová.
Sometimes listening to the soundtrack is good, because some nights you don’t want to listen to neither screamo or soft-folky stuff. This is truly sing loudly, throwing fists into the air and stamping the ground until you want to burst kind of shit.
For maximum effect (and most appropriate for flailing limbs and...
Darkbreaker
Ryan Adams unreleased album DARKBREAKER may be the best thing he has ever done. It hurts and the content is so beautiful, and fucking real, just mind blowing. How was this never released? How was this never released? how was t… ya know
… anyway reading and going to bed. love you, xx
“god’s terrible face,brighter than a spoon
collects the image of one fatal...”
– e.e. cummings
January 2010
29 posts
“… And maybe, when they were left alone with themselves, when they talked...”
– Henry Miller (Tropic of Cancer)
““Lately
I’ve had pangs, Sam.
Pangs
that are wanting me
to go to...”
– Morning hollow :]
this must be what crazy people feel like.
its dangerous living in your head.
in my head,
the amount of
back
and
forth one way coversations.
this must be what crazy people feel like.
but not bad crazy people.
i mean well.
well i mean, i dont mean harm,
i do enough to myself.
eliminating words.
self editing
to make
the read
more charming.
night stands piled with books,
some half read.
this must be
what...
All blue - how the rain came
All blue
and how
the rain came
and called
the girls from the porches
out of
their shoes
and into
the streets.
All blue
how
the
rain
came
down, , , , , , , , , , , , .
not all things breakdown
old guitar, broken neck i’m sorry— but boy do i feel ya. you sang so loud so beautiful and so proud. now you collect dust so well feeling like you are burning in hell i’m sure. can’t sing. like records skip and it drives me insane. that old sewing machine brown with yellow and red lights it too sits in the corner and dies. Jimmy at the end of the bar sure people ask...
put a name on it
Woman leaves man and finds a life she should have long ago
put a name on it.
Dog bites man man kills dog but hand still falls off
put a name on it.
Boy finds girl boy writes poem but girl likes men more
put a name on it.
Man loses job wife makes dinner and kisses his low-hung neck
put a name on it.
I write this still feel bad but i always love to
...
orange-blue sky
Orange-Blue sky explosions in my eyes. tears run and i am not crying.
This is beautiful how i wish you were here —i don’t even know who i am writing this to.—
like fire like lava running, spreading the sky will burn. this is beautiful my god, the warm comfort hug of old woman to child warm comfort girl to boy smile like the “end of August nights”
the sky will...
repeat until calm (1-10-2010)
of dirty born beautiful
repeat until calm.
of baneful born blind
repeat until calm.
The rushing and running
Through fields full of fire
The ending is near
repeat until calm.
of light birthed brighter days
repeat until calm.
of school days and candy canes
repeat until calm.
of lovers returning
eyes full of rain
...
Top 10 songs from my 90's youth:
Alice In Chains - Man In The Box Metallica - Harvester of Sorrow Green Day - Basket Case Soul Asylum - Runaway Train Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun Jay-Z - Can I Get A… Radiohead - Creep Faith No More - Epic Beastie Boys - Sabotage Weezer - Say It Ain’t So
(in no particular order)