you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

all that drama.
8:58:00 PM
Sunday, November 05, 2006
bop to the top
i feel as though i'm somehow going to be in the middle of some impending catfight that's about to break out between certain peoples. a war of words if you will. one party is too touchy and the other is just too inattentive and then there's the third party to add more fuel to the fire without knowing it and then there's the poor old mediator who seems to get the first and second party into deeper messes no matter how good her intentions to the extent where she's frustrated and refuses to have anything to do with the matter even when she knows she's probably going to take some wounds from flying bullets. and then there's a whole bunch of people who simply just keep lying just to keep themselves afloat. to the extent where it's probably going to get them into shitty situations that wouldn't have been shitty if they hadn't started that super long line of deceit. the thing is that they know it but they really have themselves to blame for not stopping themselves. and frankly. one of them is staring right in my face.

ahh. love talking in codes.

woah. dizzy spell. weird.

honesty is the best policy