Monday, March 23, 2009

Snickers

No, this post has absolutely nothing to do with the candy of that name. Though that particular sweet is slightly a favorite with me. I could go for one right about now. Then again, I could usually go for chocolate.
Now, wouldn't you know it? I was just so derailed by the thought of Snickers candy that I totally can't remember what I was going to write in this post.
It might have had something to do with the fact that I told my boyfriend about half an hour ago that I was going to sleep. But then I was going to watch "just one more video" and Youtube takes forever to load. Not my fault. Though I am feeling pretty sneaky, which generally leads one towards feelings that cause snickeryness.
And that made a heck of a lot more sense in my head.
Which currently feels thoroughly vacant.
As it is Spring Break, my brain has left me behind and gone to Florida or the Bahamas or the Vatican or somewhere, without my knowledge or permission, leaving me even spacier than usual.
Ironically, I think this post has better syntax and higher diction (CRITICAL APPROACHES TO LITERATURE THOROUGHLY INVADES MY LIFE) than my other posts.
Hmmmm....
This leads me to the completely logical conclusion that I write better without a brain to hold me back.
And I'm quite sure I'll be as baffled by this post as the rest of you.
I should lose my mind more often.
Much love, and God bless!
I really am going to sleep now.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Procrastination

Wouldn't it be lovely
if I could concentrate
on anything at all?
Motivation
what does that even mean?
Convalescence
Ha
I worked it in
This music doesn't mean anything
I'm sure it's corrupting the light somewhere
Don't breathe so deeply
The icicles will drop
(groan)
Grown?
I suppose I have a little
But it's not about me
Welcome to my mind
This is just a postcard
Scared yet?
because there's just a void
behind skin depth...don't
Just don't
Lock that safely away
(shudder)
Yes
behind the shutters
there is much to torment the mind
But we dissemble
And smile
and wonder
who can see it
pierce the masks
find the lost inside
But apparently, it only counts if you don't ask