rochambo

Oct. 26, 2010

A little dick of a guy snaps in, shrugs at the pastry case.
(Which I agree, and have noted previously that it is quite unimpressive.)
He greets the room as if we were anticipating his arrival and asks for a hot chocolate.

Every woman in the room knows instantly that they'd never give him a second thought.

spit

Spit. Spit. Watch it fall. It's okay. If you aim, it'll hit those rocks on the roof. No one goes up there. Spit.

Now, isn't that a good time? God. From here, it looks like we could just step off. Like we're giants in the city. Spit again. See if you can see it land. Go on- spit.

i'm gay for wolves

Sir, I can spit a cherry pit farther than you could ever hope to piss.
I grew up spittin pits
I'm from cherry land - I'm a cherry kind of a girl
I can huff
and puff
and blow
just like a big bad she-wolf, with these cherry lips of mine.

an entry that confuses me

"Crawling around on my knees, picking up spider carcases" floats into the air.
At the same time, I get a note from the Guatemalan thanking me for the single fishnet stocking I lent him, with instructions not to do anything weird with it.
Señorita, donde esta?
Sexy.
"He was practically a Jesus except for the son of God part".

starbucks

Oct. 20, 2010

I'm staring a tattooed ass crack in the face.
Beneath it, a chair strains.
Beneath that, cracked and dirty heels spill over sandal soles.
The curdled milk is spotted with dark green ink stains of mold.
Blurred, stretched, faded.
All the while an insecure mouth spews forth words geared for approval and acceptance
But all I can think about is that poor, buckling chair
With its dusty spindles.

a third quote

"It's a small world," I observed.
"When you put it in a cemetery it is."
-Cat's Cradle

an observation

Oct. 19, 2010
Riverwalk*

Marriage is a fad with a long half life
True love is old fashioned and obsolete
So it only makes sense that fucking is as damaging as always.