Planet Health

iPhones, I learned today, are supposed to do two things:
be held right side up and be used to find out if your racing heart means you're anemic.

"Is our fellow blogger anemic, iPhone?", you may be wondering, well bloggee's, I have not a clue! But my heart is like bathumpbathumpathumpa in a second when yours is just a thump in a minute.

And I am cold when Sunshine isn't wrapped around me.

If I just ran on love, I'd be fit as a fiddle. I'm getting these really concentrated doses of love right now, and it's high grade stuff. Can't get it anywhere but from this perfect dealer of love I know.

Please someone lasso the sun for me.

Fuck tolerance.

There's bending backwards and then there's snapping right in half. There's a distinct line.

I can hardly handle my fits of tears over problems that are currently unraveling before me. Am I really expected to goose-step around and make sure I don't disturb anyone with my sadness? If I upset you, leave. Because I can't handle lamenting over lamenting right now.

What did I do? Does anybody ever wonder that?

What the fuck did I do?

I'm Taking Turns Talking To Us.

And while you're on the bumpy seatrain
Remember to let go of that clingy pain.
Remember to blame bullet tears on ocean's rain.
Remember like you remember your favorite songs refrain.

And while you're at the bakery.
Remember you are coming home to me.
Remember me like rings of topaz tea.
Spinning on tabletops eternally.

And while you dream with shaky eyes.
Remember it isn't me you despise.
Remember your hatred for the echos in lies.
Remember to forget our repeating goodbyes.

And while you're monitoring the slowing beats.
Remember he's out there on the shadow-buried streets.
Remember he's so close to admitting defeat.
Remember your place, to never retreat.

And while you tear my limbs apart
Remember to protect my quivering heart.

And when you're ready to depart
Remember that I'll stand still till you're ready to restart.

Tomorrow

Today was irrelevant. Tomorrow is relevant.
It all depends on the presence of a certain Love.
A certain Love who I miss.
And will continue to miss until the Sun plants a kiss on my cheek.

The moon will sparkle into your eyes; she's hoping to at least.

No More Holidays, Please

Today I thought of Halloween.
I remember how much I hate it.
Then I thought of all the others.
I hate them too.

What about the rest of the days?
The ones that lay on the calender, without any small words beneath them.
I like those days.
The simple ones that don't tell you what to do.

Let's just live on a cloud.
I won't have to worry anymore.

Yann

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBHe-UxMkiY

Beautybeautybeautybeautybeautybeautybeautybeauty.

Nonsensical Behavior of the Erratic Heart.

You are slicing through my eyes.
Razors live under your murky fingernails.
I tear you up with each sentence like, "I surmise.."
I say it's up to you to worry about details.

You need me, you need me.
I burn in a prison painted pretty as a castle,
Surrounded by a pine tree and a red sea.
But do you see me and am i worth the hassle?

I know you recognize these cries.
In this pond which i wade in, you've been thrown into twice.
You've told me there can't be goodbye's
With Love as the item, can you afford Suffering as the price?

I need you, I need you.
You go up in smoke with a slow hazy toke,
So into the clouds I flew to bring myself to you.
Under the cinder and cinnamon cloak.

Dragging my toes across the sands of your skin.
Draining your mind with the words that I spin.
Dressing your heart with prickly pins.
Dreaming of the night when They end and We begins.

Torn all apart,
You hold the fragments of my heart.