Thoughts

created by Forfeit
(poetry) by Forfeit (2 wk) (print)   (I like it!) Sun Mar 02 2008 at 18:28:03

I look at my waist in the mirror
thinking,
"This is where his arms should be".

Why is the right choice
the one that hurts the most?




(idea) by Ouzo (1 wk) (print)   (I like it!) Sat Jul 26 2008 at 3:25:01

I like the feeling of tears in my eyes and it doesn't always mean I am sad. I wipe them off when people are near to avoid their misguided pity. Babies make me smile because they don't understand suffering yet. I appreciate the sounds of my neighbors having sex as long as they don't last too long. I often hesitate to talk to strangers because I think they are afraid of me. Sometimes I feel like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Other times I feel like Tinkerbell. When I look into your eyes I see stars, so long as you aren't cross-eyed. I have never picked up a woman at a bar, club, gym, bookstore or public transit. I can appreciate watching lonely men gaze at women in violent appreciation. One of my favorite things is watching elderly or disabled people make out. I love the idea of bouncy balls. I don't know what I am supposed to be doing. I think heaven is like being a rainbow. Sometimes I look at clouds and think about gods and cotton and then I remember they are really like a cold floating sauna. I do not intuitively understand why clouds look like they do, that if I leave my cup of water outside it will eventually become part of that cloud. At times I judge women for both wearing makeup and not wearing makeup. I wish I had cravings for food that are actually healthy for me. I keep forgetting how to be my own muse. I don't think peeps are really edible. The things that make me happy keep changing. When people don't make eye contact with me I feel like I don't exist. Laughing is my favorite thing to do and I don't believe tickling laughter is sincere. I wonder if those evil comic book villains that laugh all the time are happier than me. I like the smell of fresh flowers but not potpourri. There is nothing evil about puppies and flowers. Sometimes I practice karate in my sleep. I get great joy from removing dryer lint. I wish humans were striped like a zebra. Every time someone lights a cigarette I think about eternity and every time I see a wristwatch I think about my cell phone. I will never know what you really think about me.

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