My poetry/porn blog has risen from the dead like so much Bela Lugosi!  You can view it here.

Go forth and rejoice, my friends!


there will be feasting and dancing in jerusalem next year

I really wish people were who I thought they were. I wish they were better. I wish I didn’t get so frustrated when something turns out the way I knew it would. I wish I wasn’t always right. I wish I wasn’t so prone to crying and writing cryptic blog posts.

That being said, I saw a good friend tonight who I haven’t seen in a long time and wasn’t expecting to see any time soon. And we shot the shit and cracked jokes with another good friend who I also wasn’t expecting to see and we all walked back to the El together and he told me that he couldn’t wait to hang out with me again. And it was a really nice way to be reminded that there are people all over who I love and care about and who love and care about me. And maybe work was hard today and maybe my back is killing me and maybe someone I loved very, very much has turned into the person he always swore he would never be. But it’s a beautiful night out and a beautiful tabby cat is curled up against my back. And there are people I can call and cry at who don’t mind at all. And these are all good things.

I’m going to focus on the good things. I have to. They’re the only things in my life that make any sense.

you told me that i was the neatest thing/you even asked me to wear your ring/you ran around with every girl in town/you didn’t even care if it got me down