Steady now, move slow.

troy fell, the romans, the greek,

the british empire's left with only a piece

and you and me,

turned out to be

totally separate entities.

and how to you fix childhood

turn from the safety that felt so good

the first love you claimed,

the invention of the wheel,

the flame.

how do you walk away?

you cant put a ship back in a bottle

it took too much time,

it's creation was subtle

nothing forced.

it all starts with splinters

but it ends in divorce

and all these arms that hold me still feel wrong

all the right words to the wrong tune of song

like trying to find a deer in the fog

or your way back home when it doesn't exist anymore

youre a scent that got caught in the breeze

a long distance phone call i still fall into with ease

you on my front porch, don't do this, please.

i made my bed but i need you to put me to sleep.

and im head drunk when i'm up at night

all of my words trying to fit in my mind

or the right way to tell you i cant do it this time.

wait i'm just kidding, everything's fine.

you're a phantom limb i still think i exists

gesturing wildly but making no sense

and still shocking, even now to see

the empty space where you used to be.

okay so it's over, i gave it my best

at the end of the day i can say no regrets

but it changes nothing, all these words i spit out

i still love you like always, nothing feels different now.

but i'll try and forget, you're a season that turned

the red leaves of autumn gone brown in the dirt

a memory fading on a page, what's it worth

we won't be the last to fall, and we weren't the first.

I need a job.

Kev Dev

I think I thought so much about losing you
That I never really had you
You spend so much time
You spend so much time
When you think youve got all the time in the world
And I turned you into
A conversation piece
And the things you take for granted
Turn out to be the things that you need
Im timing my breathe against the back beat of your footsteps
As we walk along cobble stone streets
Arms at are sides to live with
Eyes on the ground
Counting down to when we can talk out loud
Move on
Steady now
Move on
Move on
Move on
Youre letting a good one go
Youre letting a good one go
Youre letting a good one go
Youre letting a good one go

my next tattoo. does anyone get it? major brownie points if yes.

The office made me cry!?

" I didn't find the perfect moment because I think that today was just about having today

and i think that we are one of those couples with a long story when people ask how we found each other.

I will see her every now and then

and maybe one year she will be with somebody

and the next year i will be with somebody

and its gonna take a long time

and then its perfect.

I'm in no rush."

class blog!

I've been writing raps, is that even what you call it?

I'm not sure.

But look!

words sit in my chest like poison arrows, ripping my brain into whatever direction the wind blows, feel it in you, this day is still young, push it out from behind your ribs to the tip of your tongue, the battles won. one of ink and of paper too, a thousand letters scrambled like some fucked up sudoku, and a brain that has no stock in numbers, turning late night cigarettes into sleepless slumbers, and i have to wonder, look at what's lurking behind your shoulder, the shit that you dipped out on as the weather got colder, silent eyes that speak louder than actions, turning all your logic into decimals and fractions, how did this happen? look back, the road is narrow, this path is the one your feet wore through the meadow, no one has been here before you, where you stand with your soldiers in tow, a silent prayer for everything you know you gotta let go, just remember who you are and know this ones for back home.

Update

Embarcadero Skating, originally uploaded by Rev Dan Catt.

I used to have these dreams that I lived in a place where all day and all night beautiful boys rode skateboards around and all I had to do was walk out of my room at any given moment and they would be there whooshing around me and then I moved here.

Also it's weird that this is my life. I feel like I'm at camp only I live at camp.

I have math super early in the morning that's the no fun part but tomorrow is tuesday and thats a little closer to thursday so there's that.

In the meantime I'll just lean out my window and watch all those boys skate skate skate skate skate.

San Francisco Fog

San Francisco Fog, originally uploaded by Wiggum03.

ten day weather forcast for SFSU

foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy
foggy

you're a door without a key

a field without a fence

you made a holy fool of me

and i've thanked you ever since

and if she comes circling back

then we'll end where we begun

like two pennies on the traintrack

that the train crushed into one

but if i'm a crown without a king

if i'm a broken open seed

if i come without a thing

i've come with all i need.

what happens now?

and settling tastes

like a new house

a new place

and missing your bed

and all of your friends

the way widows miss their dead

but theres a light in the window

all night

from the street

and the shuffle of feet

and a place that is waiting

to come and take hold of me

and keep me safe and warm

when someone gets you

who isn't me

beautiful things