why not to get back in touch with exes...

poke

poke poke

hey

look at me



ow

I am bitten

censored poets

I have a new poem over there ;)



Censored Poets: Short coming

on waking

I smelt strong this morning, I must have been aroused in the night, in some lost dream.  I wonder who and how.

In between days

He wants 

one thing from me

In between times

I hibernate

for all he knows.

He whispers

wicked words

to wake me.

I want the same thing

from him too, but...

I will always lose

as I want more

than one thing.

I want words

I want whispers

I want wickedness

but most of all

I want not to hibernate.

Irresolution

What to resolve?  Things I should already do but don't?  The daily self-maintenance routine, which basically, I suck at.  Most days I fail to fully complete a routine of toning/moisturising/cleaning teeth/cleaning ears out, weekends I sometimes have a whole day without a bath or a shower.  I could resolve to do more of these things.  

I could resolve to write more, or write better.  I am trying at this.  I could resolve the usual dieting, exercising, taking care of myself stuff.  I am trying at this too, helped by a hangover, they are good for something....  

But it is only a date, and why should a date suddenly make me able to do all these things that I have failed at before.  So this year, again, no resolutions.  A vague hope I will procrastinate less and "accomplish" more, and I guess a good start would be to understand what I would see as an accomplishment...

Too Much

my poem Too Much has been accepted by Shannon Peil for amphibi.us!!!

http://amphibi.us/all/too-much/#comments



1st of the year (although technically it was accepted in 2010, it was in a time zone at least  5hours ahead of me and therefore arrived when I was imbibing ridiculous amounts of wine, and therefore counts as this year)



I would celebrate but I think the two day hangover would carry on then...