I'm an endangered species
All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold

All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told:
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms enfold

Hints, Allegations and Things Left Unsaid
“Shine”
Give me a wordGive me a signShow me where to lookTell me what will I findLay me on the groundFly me in the skyShow me where to lookTell me what will I find

Hints, Allegations and Things Left Unsaid

“Shine”

Give me a word
Give me a sign
Show me where to look
Tell me what will I find
Lay me on the ground
Fly me in the sky
Show me where to look
Tell me what will I find

April 18th, 2012 12:04PM
The plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don’t need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.

April 18th, 2012 12:04PM

The plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don’t need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.

April 11th, 2012 6:37PM
I seem to recognize your facehaunting, familiar, yet i can’t seem to place itcannot find the candle of thought to light your namelifetimes are catching up with meall these changes taking place, i wish i’d seen the placebut no one’s ever taken mehearts and thoughts they fade, fade away… hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away… i swear i recognize your breathmemories like fingerprints are slowly raisingme, you wouldn’t recall, for i’m not my formerit’s hard when, you’re stuck upon the shelfi changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fateperhaps that’s what no one wants to seei just want to scream…hello…my god its been so long, never dreamed you’d returnbut now here you are, and here i amhearts and thoughts they fade…away…hearts and thoughts they fade…away…hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away…hearts and thoughts they fade…

April 11th, 2012 6:37PM

I seem to recognize your face
haunting, familiar, yet i can’t seem to place it
cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
lifetimes are catching up with me
all these changes taking place, i wish i’d seen the place
but no one’s ever taken me
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away… 
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away… 
i swear i recognize your breath
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
me, you wouldn’t recall, for i’m not my former
it’s hard when, you’re stuck upon the shelf
i changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
perhaps that’s what no one wants to see
i just want to scream…hello…
my god its been so long, never dreamed you’d return
but now here you are, and here i am
hearts and thoughts they fade…away…
hearts and thoughts they fade…away…
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away…
hearts and thoughts they fade…

I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key onI wish I was the pedal brake that you depended onI wish I was the verb ‘to trust’ and never let you downI wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned upI wish…I wish…

I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb ‘to trust’ and never let you down

I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
I wish…
I wish…

thoughts arrived like butterflies

thoughts arrived like butterflies

April 8th, 2012 1:15PM
Happy Easter Everyone!

April 8th, 2012 1:15PM

Happy Easter Everyone!


March 9th, 2012 1:50AM
“I must admit that I am not a member of the ugly school. I have a great regard for certain notions of beauty even though to some it is an old fashioned idea. Some photographers think that by taking pictures of human misery, they are addressing a serious problem. I do not think that misery is more profound than happiness.”  ~ Saul Leiter

Paris1959© Saul Leiter, Collection Howard Greenberg Gallery, New York
(via Exhibition: ‘Saul Leiter: New York Reflections’ at the Jewish Historical Museum, Amsterdam « Art Blart)

March 9th, 2012 1:50AM

“I must admit that I am not a member of the ugly school. I have a great regard for certain notions of beauty even though to some it is an old fashioned idea. Some photographers think that by taking pictures of human misery, they are addressing a serious problem. I do not think that misery is more profound than happiness.”  ~ Saul Leiter

Paris
1959
© Saul Leiter, Collection Howard Greenberg Gallery, New York

(via Exhibition: ‘Saul Leiter: New York Reflections’ at the Jewish Historical Museum, Amsterdam « Art Blart)