Your Fonder Heart

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

I guess this is what blogs are for;

"I am friends with you two on different levels (read: i hang out with the two of you seperately and exclusively. Combining you two would be weird and potentially dangerous - you may find holes in my story, the recreated me I've been developing since moving here)."
- me
- personal insight by fluke.

"your honesty is unpredictable and your vulnerability is disarming. you never disappoint."
- Robyn Mooney
- very poetic, and very flattering to my ego

Monday, June 29, 2009


Empty promises,
broken hearts,
loose lips,
sinking ships.

Piano keys,
broken strings,
mo-town blues,
bred to lose.

falling leaves
slanted thieves.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

More words at your expense.

The streets are static at this hour,
but the avenues are lined with trees.
And there's a rabbit running north
along the yellow line.

What a brilliant display of audacity,
while I'm feeling like...

falling leaves,
forgotten languages.

Something romantic, but lost,
like 'take a penny, leave a penny' jars,
or the second receipt that
nobody wants.

Unspoken confessions, damp sleeves,
gutters filled with cigarettes butts.
Reopened wounds shallow skin deep salt water burning.

Have you got a light? Won't you spend the night?
I'm sending this storm out west, to you.