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[Aug. 28th, 2008|10:40 am] |
I thought I smelled roses on streets with no names,
and I go like a beggar from door to door
and I almost resemble the shape of the crimes
not committed on street-corners anymore.
I thought I heard bells from the tower last night,
and I sing like a pigeon encased in stone
and it clings so my wings are too heavy for flight
so I nest like the rest of the cripples: alone.
I thought I could taste you like wine from the sky
and my lips be relieved of their terrible thist
and the salt and the fire be washed out of my eyes,
for of all storms I've weathered through, you were the worst;
but there is no perfume against city squallor,
and there is no music this clamor can't drown,
and rose-wine goes sour, the rose-petals pallor,
c'est l'amour macabre from a fool with a crown. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|10:54 am] |
Getting stir crazy.
Logan, you up for sparring? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|11:09 am] |
Ah, it feels good to be myself again!
So, what shall I do first in this strange new world? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|12:07 pm] |
So, if I suddenly wanted to try baking something (Don't freak mom, I know me actually cooking something is a mortal sin, but hey, I'm bored) who would want to come over and help out? I'll let you lick the spoon. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|01:09 pm] |
Uh... hello? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|03:57 pm] |
Stimulants aren't working. Distractions are barely working. Hm. This is not good.
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|06:30 pm] |
Okay, ya know, i've always wanted to see New York. But i always figured i'd get here via, oh i don't know, bus, orb. But not tornado, that's a mode of transportation that didn't even enter my mind. Plus, i've lost my sister. And knowing her, she's probably on the verge of a panic attack right now.
Someone want to tell me what the hell is going on? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|06:38 pm] |
Dinner was nice. Dancing was lots of fun. I want to go to a show, this time, I think. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|06:44 pm] |
This is ridiculous! Where is my sister? And why am i in London? Someone, anyone care to explain? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|07:27 pm] |
Damn, these are some good drugs.
I'm hallucinating, feels like I'm really there. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|07:57 pm] |
Calliope, I believe it is time. |
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