The Sounds of Early Friday

Cannot be living if I’m not writing / cannot be writing without having lived. Experience is all that makes me feel excited, moments flow through me like a sieve and I keep what my sleep can’t forget. I was just a bit drunk the first time we met but we made it work anyway – passionate enemies searching for remedies hidden in skin and a candle-lit setting. So it’s all hard to balance – what to do each night; stay in and do nothing, go out – maybe write it down later but probably just go straight to bed, throw my contacts away, and envy the dead that know no intrusions to ruin their dreams. Writing or living; reflecting or being.

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~ by perfectionatrix on October 7, 2011.

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