Sockmonkey

I am afraid to be loved too much.Because, in that, I will surely hurt him.I am afraid to be loved
not enough.In that, I will hurt him, too.What super power would you have, if you could?The power to
balance love.Or to split love's shaft, right in two.… Read more

let them eat cake I sat, tonight, listening to Wilco, and, to Nick Cave, in the
neighborhood bar, called, "The District"... drank, one too many glasses, of what some, would call,
"bad" wine... Saw a curly headed boy, playing darts... a… Read more

do you remember, dear, that night, i wore the smashed cherry lipstick? do you remember, the netty
veil, that stepped, jauntily, off the edge of my pillbox hat?do you remember, sir, the little seam,
that went, marching up, the back of my long, slim l… Read more

~You said, my name, means hope, and, I miss you~I miss the color of your.I miss the curve of
sleeping.I miss the travelling, way to fast.I miss the waiting, way too long.I miss that melting
scar. Currently listening : Leonard Cohen: I’m… Read more

Someone told me, this, tonight...There are some women, who are like fine cars, he said.Or like that
crazy instrument, that you didn't think you could afford to buy, at the time...Or like some
women...You touch them,and, they're fire.But, you walk awa… Read more