took my forever to figure out what that was

[foxtongue]

Tattoo by John Lind
Originally uploaded by Foxtongue.

Circumstance, strange attempts to convey information that isn't being said. I feel asleep briefly yesterday, half way across town. I fell down later, washed with lead, like my skin was too heavy for my limbs. I wondered if I should have let anyone touch me, if that was the key that brought down the castle walls. I talked with my mother last night, she seems to be doing well. She's tired, but these days, aren't we all? Everyone has too much to do, too little to live on. We're a batch of children, looking up the sky and hoping for something better to come along and pick us up.

Tiny birds and unexpected candy are the hallowe'en aftermath littering my room. The candy will be consumed, translating well into a litter of empty wrappers. The birds will require more effort. I need to twist their wired feet back into the rail over my window, place them in positions where they might look out at the world. Inside each head, I need to replant dreams. Take tweezers and carefully insert the gleaming ideas like glass beads behind their jet black eyes. I took them out when I brought them in public, so they wouldn't be damaged from what they saw while riding in my hair.

Today's Breakfast at the Urban City Cafe will be held at 1:45. Come one, come all. For those not in the know, this is becoming the new institution. It's almost daily and a bit like an antique social salon. Breakfast is five bucks for a full plate of mostly organic tasty.

Comments

[kurrs.livejournal.com]

I took them out when I brought them in public, so they wouldn't be damaged from what they saw while riding in my hair.

*hands over the angst crown* You win babe, I can't compete with that.

[wildcherrygal.livejournal.com]

you haven't heard my standard angst poem. ;)

[kurrs.livejournal.com]

Yes I have, I think you even told it to me in person, wild angsty gesticulations and all :P

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

Dude, I work in a sex shop. Angst has nothing on rows upon rows of shiny plastic vagina.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

I know I haven't heard it. Tell?

shiny plastic vagina

[hentooth.livejournal.com]

best rem song ever...

[frector.livejournal.com]

I was not in the know; I will definitely check this place out some day. Thanks!

[hundun.livejournal.com]

Where is this breakfast place and what day is the gathering?

[lafinjack.livejournal.com]

...flying tampon?

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

Just call prctically any morning and we'll arrange a time. Meet you there sort of thing. three two one poem.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

Across from Grandview park, and really, almost any day. The time's different all the time, but all you have to do is call here and we'll meet you there.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

yes.

[lafinjack.livejournal.com]

Took me like four seconds. You're slipping, woman!

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

The only time in my entire life I handled a tampon, I was maybe eleven and we'd stolen one from the cupboard at Mishka's house to put in a sink full of water to see what it did.

[lafinjack.livejournal.com]

You make it sound as if I work with tampons all the time.

...

...I don't.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

I'll try to sing it if you write it.