we stayed up late but were nourished by light in the gloom.

[foxtongue]

)when what hugs stopping earth than silent is
more silent than more than much more is or
total sun oceaning than any this
tear jumping from each most least eye of star

and without was if minus and shall be
immeasurable happenless unnow
shuts more than open could that every tree
or than all life more death begins to grow

end's ending then these dolls of joy and grief
these recent memories of future dream
these perhaps who have lost their shadows if
which did not do the losing spectres mime

until out of merely not nothing comes
only one snowflake(and we speak our names

e.e. cummings

Not ten minutes ago, I was woken up in the Waldorf Tiki Polynesian Lounge by unfamiliar staff members nervously peering over me. "How did you get in here? Where did you come from?" I answered them with an amazing string of surprised expletives and shook Kyle awake, at which point they sighed with relief. At first they hadn't seen Kyle, because he'd curled up under all my wool hair, snuggled in like a bunny. All they'd seen were two kids, mysteriously asleep in their hotel, with clothing and miscellany scattered all over the ballroom floor.

My life, on occasion, is surprisingly perfect.

If, by some mystical chance, there were no rumours before, now they shall be flying on the wings of crows and angels, fluttering from mouth to mouth through that hotel as fire and laughter.

Written Thursday, February 24th, 2005: "Take comfort that some of the fear is mutual. We are savage flowers, bleeding at the roots, utterly convincing."

Comments

[static-eddie.livejournal.com]

now I'm actaully laughing at you...

can't hold you own?...
You're writing is a delicacy.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

and you have an icon I wish I were in. And a career, etc. et. al. ad infinitum.

Alright, when I get the time to read through, i won't be as shy, I swear.

[canadian-lakini.livejournal.com]

I look forward to the day we convince you to write your memoirs - eloquent and electric....

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

I think you're sort of looking at them. I even write blatently about secrets, but underneath, where only they and I can see their names.

[sweetiebear0408.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the best thing we can do when a rumor rolls by is to laugh it off - because it's already too late to justify..

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

Darling, any rumours sprouting from finding we two curled up asleep like kittens in the Waldorf ballroom are going to almost exonerably be true.

Which is awesome.

[michel-lacombe.livejournal.com]

At that point, it's not rumour so much as headlines.

[porphyre.livejournal.com]

The barflys have begun to know me by name. It's fascinating.