December 2011
38 posts
“Everything is more beautiful
because we’re doomed.
You will never be lovelier...”
– Homer, The Iliad
Bluebird by Charles Bukowski
there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you. there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there. there’s a bluebird in my heart...
the cinnamon peeler's wife: (83) →
clavicola:
Maybe it’d be easier for all of us if we came with an instruction manual to show us when it’s appropriate to cry in front of someone else. I need an oil change every five years or so or else my heart stops ticking on time. A kiss on the neck means self-destruct. Tickle my palms and I’ll start…
WHAT IS LOVE
“When you love somebody your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” - Karen, age 7.
“This poem cannot bring you back.
This poem cannot make the clouds
move more...”
– Anne Haines, What This Poem Will Do (via grammatolatry)
“I saw that nothing was permanent. You don’t want to possess anything that is...”
– Yoko Ono (via funeral)
“She stubs out her cigarette in the ashtray, then settles herself against him,...”
– Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin (via The Murder Mile)
