Spin
ning
web
s in
vert
ical
colu
mns
can
bea
com
plete
wast
eof p
recio
us ti
me,
espe
cially
whe
n we
have
n’t an
y time
to spe
nd dill
ydally
ing wit
h web
s, but
quite
possi
bly if
we ca
n und
erstan
d the c
once
pt of
time
then
mayb
e we’l
l be ab
le to f
ind so
me to
waste
on
webs.
Hello blogosphere! Welcome to sarawrites. This is my living and peace blog. Basically it covers anything that touches me or shocks me in terms of peace, living or really anything :) When the power of love over comes the love of power the world will know peace.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
love
Heart pounding,
Faint feeling,
Breath choking,
Limbs trembling,
Palms sweating,
Stomach curdling,
Joints cringing,
Knees buckling.
And that’s just at the thought of you.
Faint feeling,
Breath choking,
Limbs trembling,
Palms sweating,
Stomach curdling,
Joints cringing,
Knees buckling.
And that’s just at the thought of you.
Monday, June 7, 2010
sleeping with spiders
I have an uneasiness brewing in my veins that has overwhelmed me with the wickedness of the bleeding progress of our species.
I have a sordid inclination that leads me toward believing that if I sleep with my eyes closed that spiders will crawl inside me and gnaw at my organs from the inside out.
I have an irrational fear that if I tried to tell you how lovely you are that you’d laugh heartily in my face only before taking another shot of Jack.
I have a hunch that you are never coming back to this town, to this bed, to this love. And that’s okay because I’m better off sleeping with spiders.
I have a sordid inclination that leads me toward believing that if I sleep with my eyes closed that spiders will crawl inside me and gnaw at my organs from the inside out.
I have an irrational fear that if I tried to tell you how lovely you are that you’d laugh heartily in my face only before taking another shot of Jack.
I have a hunch that you are never coming back to this town, to this bed, to this love. And that’s okay because I’m better off sleeping with spiders.
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