Monthly Archives: March 2008

Oh gatorade cap, how hath I forsaken thou
I miss yourith soft orangy lidness that keeps yonder gatorade safe from poshy
I shall screw you on thou and savith thou from said fuzzy

Blame Kate

All my life I’ve been looking for something and never quite knowing what it is. It’s like looking through glass at a mirror. You see yourself, you see glass, you see through it all but into what? And why are you even standing there looking? My life has become so confusing. I can’t process the moral ambiguities anymore, it’s like I’m a shadow of myself. I feel like a conviction without purpose being a mirror for what other people need and don’t need. I feel lost, tired, confused, yet loved. Always loved, but I don’t know why. I sit and think and I don’t know why. I don’t know what I’m reaching toward. I don’t know why it even matters that I ask. I just know that I will anyway.

Reflection
My eyes look back, shrouded with green compassion, black pain, and white innocence,
a part of yours, yours a part of mine, and us in the middle.
A reflection, a mirror.
Comfort.
Peace.
Open for you.