posts from alanisutopia

HANDS. 26th aug/'06 2:45 a.m

the re-memory of the weight of hand upon hand weighs me down.

there is not a better time than now to hold my hand.

the emptiness of the inside of my palm leaves me marooned.


HOTEL ROOM 9 a.m ( 27th june 2006)

what she does in
the absence of sleep
and talk
is
scribble.
to fill space
and lack of touch
and want for need.

SUNSHINE

linear
bright
and tall
just like my man,
is the light stealing into the room.

(crescent day? full of the promise of piranhas chasing after your tail!)


YOU SAY ( may 12th 2006)

you say:i love you so
you say: im happy if youre happy

between ten thousand miles of time and space
assurances never reach in time to make one feel
happy
and
loved.

MINUTES AFTER I DECIDED TO LEAVE YOU

minutes after i decided to leave you, i retracted my decision.
fear it was,
that you did not fight it
nor question.
and i could not bring myself to face the night with truth
rrrrrripping me apart!

I could not have left you
not for the true promise of my Utopia
because you know this well
you keep me at a continents lenght
and give me 'love' from afar

RETURNING A FAVOUR

she is buckling under the weight of her attempt to overwhelm his faithlessness

WE CANNOT HELP IT

i fear my need for you has the vengeance
to eat you up whole
and you fear the same

it is this fear
which has plundered our kingdom

WE

who have
not
the courage
to accept
the death
of magic(of love)


21st century prince ( 18th april 2006)

is busier than God.


meets his princess in a club, smoke-ridden(dances to electronica)

he wears denim over dirty keds and washes his mouth with vodka and cigarettes
he sticks his "gallant" tongue inside
rides on a rubbered horse
rides, with the calm assurance that the damsel will ride with him
terms of endearment travel through wireless
gagged and dying


21st century prince is shit scared of an ever after .
and buckled under the weight of a three-month separation.

its not dark yet, but we're getting there!!!!!!!!!!!