The tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three on the teeth.

Lo. Lee. Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line.

Look at this tangle of thorns.

pink hair black tulle

I like to play with tulle occasionally.

no one could be unhappy in a poncho

I really wish I had a poncho

the doctor told me it was all in my head

wandering somewhere between here and there,
quite past Wonderland not yet near Neverland.
and so far, so far
from home.
which there is no place like, no place there
for me
not for me not there, not here
so keep walking
keep those toes on the golden road
and i can't see
see you through the mirror, through the veil
the one i painted when we were young together
were we ever young together
were we ever together
where we're ever together
on this long and winding road
the road that goes in circles and starts at the end
begins at the finish
but that is just the first part
there is so much more to follow
follow me
i'm not lost
just pretending
pretending to care

Our Lady

Our Lady of Rot and Destruction and Death at the end

Queen of Pain

too tired to sleep
too awake to dream
too alert to move
too lazy to stay still


driving head on into a thunderstorm at 160 km/hr
with the windows all the way down
and the song on the stereo so loud its no longer music just distorted noise
and the lightning accentuating the droning of the engine and the senseless beat of the drums that you can't even hear its not the speed
or the rain
that terrifies me
just the glint in your eyes

no one is your equal
you give the gift of pain

my non-new years

My New Years = me at home alone with a bottle of malibu

how do you spell pathetic?

I'll give you a hint it starts with K
and ends with ME

hope you all had a good new years, I'll try harder this year.