Thursday, October 12, 2006


My mouth tastes of Orange Juice and isolation as I sit and ponder on the future that massacres all comfortable pensivity.
My robust diffidence leaves me making conversations with myself to stay in company.
I'm once more surrounded, but still I find myself detached from verisimilitude.

I'm deaf blind and dumb.

I ache for conversation, but I don't know how to reach out,
How to disseminate,
How to communicate,
What to say.
For someone so conversant as I am inescapably speechless.

I need a friend here.
Not someone like Cameron with whom there is latent competition,
Not someone like Michael with whom there's nothing left to say,
And not some girl with whom I'll ache for a confirmation of my desirability.
I want to talk to someone, anyone, I need to know people here want me.
But all I get is an evasion.

Touch me.

All I need is contact.


kikkoBEAM said...

i swear you sat with a thesaurus when you wrote that.
OR you read the dictionary in your spare time.

that mpstly made no sense to me.
but im sure once i sit down with a dictionary and figure it all out it will be good.

Anatasha said...

Why do you have to be competing with bench, I'm sure you could talk to him....
You could always write me back. (Smack!)

Soothie said...

I have to compete with Bench, that is the nature of the field I am working in. That's how acting is, everytimehe wins I lose, every time I win he loses. It's hard.

Button said...

thats a nice that a new clock?

Cam your great.

thesexyswede said...

...and since your friend list isn't in alphbetical order I derive a great deal more satisfaction being the first on your list :D

thesexyswede said...

man... you know what I just realised? you're adopted animal has the same alliteration deal going as mine does

Frankie and Fedrik should be friends.

boobies said...

wow it's been so long since i've been to your page i forgot wat a master at words you are i kinda wish i knew wat to say but i don't sorry but wow