And this little piggy went...

I want an uncluttered life full of only ‘yes’ and ‘no’ answers. I should have no possessions or life choices. I want to lay in a pollution-free field and only have to respond to my surroundings by quietly breathing in and out. Let the rest of the world exchange pleasantries – I just want to breathe. I crave more and more tools but am depressed by what they demand. SCREAM until I am freed from the web of lies and sticky games or Comatose onward, like always, and wait for that something to begin and end it all.

I wish time would stop then I could redecorate where I used to work and I’d brush her hair because she forgot and I’d put an apple in some kids pocket and a thank you card in the hand of that guy over there. If the world just stopped and I kept moving – everything would be ok. Think of all the time I would have and then when time started up again – only after I had a chance to raid Safeway’s deli department and draw moustaches bellow the noses of one or two beauties think how better things would be.

just a little

I just want to say I’m in love with your hand writing. I want to keep everything you’ve written on not because of what love you’ve written about but because of the way you’ve written the letters L, S and Y.

kiss me right here

The highlight of my day was when I discovered there were actually two pickles left in the jar not just one like I had thought.

Oh I know a Miller and she's loud

"And curly hair..."

"What? Oh I thought you said 'a wooden hip'"

"What?!"


I can hear people peeing in the apartments above me.


turtle frog
left right
escalator elevator
strawberry raspberry
and then today, while walking to the c-train from work, I thought of two words that I've never mixed up before but I thought it was weird that I hadn't - knowing my history of mixing up words. But I can't remember what they were.