Wednesday, November 4, 2009

halloween

this morning IS fall. i wake up to wood burning stoves and heavy, icy fog. i didnt dream of you last night but i wanted to...of our pumpkins we carved, all in a row.

skyscraper

sixth (?) note left on train

besos.
i dont know what my favorite kiss is. that kiss hello or that kiss goodbye. i could wrap my arms around your neck like that forever.

dia de los muertos

i didn't mean to make it hard for you
to anyone with pictures of the naked ninjas on halloween
send them here
"550 steiner"
an apartment i used to, with people
i used to
and the girl i used to
be

im not so sad anymore, its true
sometimes I fantasize
about
going bananas at
starbucks, screaming
grande lattes
cause erectile disfunction

like a rob zombie concert
but i dont, we get pumkin
drinks instead, sip them at the beach
death metal
on halloween is so cliche
but hard to beat
.. ._.. _ _ _ ..._ . _._ _ _ _ _ .._ -
ive stopped the
fuck and run
tried to rock you but you only roll
i wish it could be me
with all these
opportunities
moonlight becomes you
like a red-haired
verbal asault
and
im ready for the
next 100

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

pocky and overalls, bandanas and pie

the japanese get it all right, all the time.
tonight i want to go to mission pie and eat a delicious slice. something with huckleberries or pecans. something with a crumble. and black tea. no, coffee, no, tea.

its so wrong. i was totally imagining my hott boyfriend in these outfits. this gramps is so fly though, fo reals. i KNEW i shoulda bought some overalls when i was at the surplus store...what, oh, what will my winter staple be???






please go here

http://limitedhype.com/2009/10/unused-lookbook-2009/

for more shots of gramps workin it out and deliciously workmanesque menswear.
i love a man who gets his hands dirty...carhart please?

Saturday, October 24, 2009

5th note left on bart

i love kissing you in the morning
in the middle of the kitchen
with vito watching, his little
tail wagging

4th note left on bart

you were too needy.
i was too wild for you. all screaming matches on market street.
my girlfriends and i causing trouble, making
cat noises and breaking glass at your friends house.
admit it.
i freaked you out.
your new girlfriend seems nice, like she was the softball captain and gets
along real well
with her mom.

3rd note left of N train

dear trinity,
can we still be best friends even though i dont tell you everything?

youre the only one who would really get it anyway...