August 2009
12 posts
I’m a mountain that has been moved I’m a river that is all dried up I’m a ocean that nothing floats on I’m a sky that nothing wants to fly in I’m a sun that doesnt burn hot I’m a moon that never shows its face I’m a mouth that doesnt smile
daisy.
Some men die under the mountain just looking for gold Some die looking for a hand to hold
(bn - at the bottom)
“Too weird to live, too rare to die.”
– Hunter S. Thompson
Watch
WatchAmazing. Dan showed me this.
it’s only 2:45am, which i usually consider early, but it feels extremely late for once.
tonight has been weird.
it was raining, which only happens once a year in this town.
as i said, weird.
And there’s a lake And at the bottom you’ll find all our friends They don’t swim cause they’re all dead We never are what we intend, or invent ‘Cause I make little lies and then I pull them apart Think something dark’s living down in my heart
Brand New - At The Bottom