December 2009
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Early morning phone update
Went down to Brooklyn last week and looked at a two bedroom in Williamsburg off the Lorimer L. Perfect. Everything is perfect and so close. Everything is an inch within my grip. It’s all a matter of whether or not I can find a loan. It’s such a shame how much of my life has changed/is changing/will change due to the amount of money I never seem to have. I hate that I might not be able...
“You’ll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day, one day and...”
– Garden State
Fun Fact
I’ve got 11,620 songs and growing on my ipod.
I’m not joking when I say I love music.
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Moving
You may find solace
in short notice
But bad notes aren’t what you expected.
Leaves of absence are leaves on the trees
Springtime comes so unexpectedly
So hold close to the ones you love
Like winter’s fingers in warm gloves.
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Glad I made the cut! →
Further
Alone Alone
I am my own
You cannot touch me
I’m too far.
You’re away and I’m not safe
Oh I’d love your touch
A softer breath against my neck
A stronger grip along my hip.
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It’s hard to quit in paragraphs deep
Miles that space our thoughts in between
I want to be a part. Even when we are apart.
Rx
Get out of my head, medicine man
With your hollowed out words played through old rubber bands
The radio lacks all the eloquent prose
and the cackling feedback of casiotones
failures no option for popular retreat
Meaningless lyrics on templated beats
But money’s the object in this day and age
They all love a breadwinner thrown on a stage
So get out of my head, Mr. Medicine man
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