some way baby

its a part of me

apart from me


-bon iver

for the love i'd fallen on
in the swampy August dawn
what a mischief you
would bring young darling
when the onus is not your own
when you're up for it
before you've grown

-bon iver

it is at moments after i have dreamed

of the rare entertainment of your eyes
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed

with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise
at moments when the glassy darkness holds

the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always) and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while;

moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:

one pierced moment whiter than the rest

-turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.


-e.e cummings

s e a b e a r

’Twas far too strange, and wonderful for sadness;
Sharpening, by degrees, his appetite
To dive into the deepest. Dark, nor light,
The region; nor bright, nor sombre wholly,
But mingled up; a gleaming melancholy;
A dusky empire and its diadems;
One faint eternal eventide of gems. -Keats

the answer is dreams
dreaming on and on
entering the world of dreams and never coming out
living in dreams for the rest of time

- Murakami, H.

What would you change?


My body. So it looked like it feels.

- Kane, S.

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star.
It's dazzling, but that light
is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn't even exist anymore.
Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

- Murakami, H.

nothing makes sense i guess another kiss of sensual nullity forever and ever it's over
oh how the colours fill my eyelids
i still cannot understand your language even as the water
left me breathless a sinking ship i know
a sunken ship forever just goes down
we practiced and we gave out a blinking sofa maid died before she made
the cuts over her arms spell out her discontentment
my thread goes on and on and never finds an end and in the end
we end
and somebody gets paid well black river flow our children have left home
it doesn't bear to think who will clear their throats spare a moment for this
spare a memory lest i forget i lived it


- low low low la la la love love love

i ache for a feeling

you came

and poured it in

- editors

some bears

in the end
all you can hope for
is the love you felt
to equal the pain
you've gone through

- editors

to the centre of the city in the night

waiting for you


-joy division

the moon tells me a secret;

as full and bright as i am this light is not my own
and a million light reflections pass over me,
its source is bright and endless,
she resuscitates the hopeless,
without her we are lifeless satellites drifting.
just let the light touch you
and let the words spill through
and let them pass right through
bringing out our hope and reason

- tool

mon ami de la mer

i just waited there as the music soared into the air
as the lights went down she said don't open your eyes

-silversun pickups

and this 'real'
it's impossible
if possible
at who's blind word
so clear
but so unheard

-silversun pickups