Everything I once loved seems stupid. Once upon a time I loved myself more than anyone in the world. Every waking moment an ode to ego. But once adrenaline and caffeine fried synapse fail only the heart's beat remains.
And from this juncture from meltdown to lovelorn only a worthless pile of cliché remains. So I stop and fantasize fondling the massive conceptual curve of my love. It's funny that I've not noticed until now how large it is. I hope that it does not need but is a horizon to walk along with whomever would like to join and for however long. Around this expanse time stretches and contracts like a perceptual elastic band...
Go to bed Brodie. Go to BED!
And from this juncture from meltdown to lovelorn only a worthless pile of cliché remains. So I stop and fantasize fondling the massive conceptual curve of my love. It's funny that I've not noticed until now how large it is. I hope that it does not need but is a horizon to walk along with whomever would like to join and for however long. Around this expanse time stretches and contracts like a perceptual elastic band...
Go to bed Brodie. Go to BED!
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Date: 2004-10-23 09:02 am (UTC)What a great phrase..To often do we use simple four-letter slang when other words work better. But that I could have words like that on the tip of my tongue.