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    Monday, December 28th, 2009
    darkstarsdream
    9:58p
    Sometimes I wonder what you say if you saw this- but thats a silly question.
    I imagine I would meet you on the train or at a bookstore
    as I leaned against the wall smoking a cigarette - I'd tilt my head
    just so, before you spoke
    like I'd expected you
    my hair would fall across my face, my tiny waist (well proportionally)
    accentuated by my skinny jeans and fur collared jacket, leather boots pressed
    one against each right angle of the floor
    my smile would spread slowly
    my eyes would brighten and I'd laugh
    so lightly you'd question whether it was there.

    Perhaps you'd speak first
    Then again I doubt you would.

    I miss you, old man
    with you old ways and cliched saying
    repeating me a parakeet of mocking virtue
    I like to keep those on their toes who like to watch me dance
    about a feeling or a question
    oh those many men I love
    lets re ignite old acquaintances so
    I can fall in love with their paramours
    your lover is so sweet

    as I write my fairytales
    darkstarsdream
    3:16a
    I'm too romantic for this realistic bullshit.
    Saturday, December 19th, 2009
    darkstarsdream
    8:01p
    Writing in the Vacuume
    My spaceman floats beyond my reach
    beneath my glass ceiling
    I should slap him for staring up my dress, but his green eyes speak only innocence

    my pen spins in the vacuum of space
    my writing style-elegant and cramped and full of Je ne sais quoi
    or something of sort to make him grimmace

    He talks of stars that sing
    of edges of the universe
    of places he has never been

    And I gaze out  at his rocket boots
    his tousled hair and boyish grin
    and know I am rather bad at this game of pretend

    I press my hand against the glass
    Alas, for I am not a starlit night
    I am just a silly girl with ink stains in her eyes

    my fingers spin across the keys
    just so, he spins away from me
    to places he has never been to places I will never be

    Current Mood: thoughtful
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