http://Living15.today.com This is my music; this is myself. Wed, 23 Dec 2009 07:22:29 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I guess I might be making a come-back on my blog. I think I need a more specific direction, probably something leaning away from the entire "heart-broken hopeless romantic" genre... Even though that's all I have ever really written. I have a lot of thinking to do with where I ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/12/22/back/ It's so nice sleeping in a bed that isn't mine, especially with a girl who is worth spending the night with. http://Living15.today.com/2009/10/02/last-night/ Enough with the emails- I know comments have been down, I emailed Today already, and am doing everything I can. (Though I really do appreciate the concern!!!) I'll probably post something letting you know when comments will be up and running again. Until then... You can just email me the ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/29/searching-for-a-plum/  So many transformations, “Forever” turned into “Past”- Severance is essential When weeds overtake your grass, And they did.   I’ve sat beneath the trees And watched the setting sun, When daylight became black, My walk became a run, And I ran far away.   I’ve sat beneath the stars, I’ve sang up to the moon, He watched me as I ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/28/time-transforms-some-but-not-all/ Her foot gently glides against the top of mine, I feel her touch, soft, sweet, and caring. I look toward her as she giggles in the midst of a conversation, and it makes me smile to myself. A smile of truth, reality, compassion, happiness. I look toward her and see ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/26/oh-how-long-has-it-been/ Eyes so tired, searching for sleep, But they see a copy of what keeps them awake. http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/25/looking-into-her-eyes/ Come over Sister Sin, whisper in my ear, tell me all the things you think I need to hear, I swear I'll listen.   Lend me your ear, self-glorified preacher of none, and listen to the preaching from the barrel of My gun, it’ll blow you away.   What's this? The ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/21/unfinished-hows-it-taste/ I feel like I've been rotting in a jail cell... Sitting in the middle of town square's public stocks, the same people walking by and spitting in my face... And now, freedom. My phone rings, I look toward a call I would have ignored before, and answer it. I glance around ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/20/131/ Perhaps some poems are better left unpublished. Perhaps some words are better left unsaid. Perhaps some arguments should end in silence, before the argument begins. http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/11/perhaps/ It's astounding that the thing you wrapped your universe around can shatter in but a single night. It makes me question, "was it just a single night?" And the answer to that I do not know. Perhaps it was just the final push over the edge of the cliff she had ... http://Living15.today.com/2009/09/09/logic-toward-the-truth-of-pain-and-severance/