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Can we start over? No, our time is running out, and besides I haven’t got any room left in me for any more of you.

I’ll see you in another life, where we are both fish.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.13.2013 @ 3:35 pm

I won’t make any promises, but you’re about to see something really big. We’ll come together and become a nebula, spinning new stars where old stories were.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.08.2013 @ 3:47 pm

You must believe me. You’ve got to hear me. There is something different from this. You’ve got to find it, you’ve got to listen, we don’t have to live like this. This cement city built up around us, we just have got to get away from this.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.07.2013 @ 6:18 pm

Maybe it would be better if we weren’t, but we are, so let’s go, I guess. Where you go, I go. Where I go, you go. What is mine is yours and what is yours is yours.

Posted By monroe2go On 09.18.2012 @ 1:44 am

i wish I could tell you how it was. But as long as I am only able to speak in half truths, i can only tell you what I know.

I want to be strict. I want

Posted By monroe2go On 09.13.2012 @ 5:11 am

Don’t follow them. Don’t follow these. They will lead you where you may not want to go. Oh wait, I’m sure you will want to go there, to unfold there, to follow the stream of nonsense to the end where you will realize that the stars look different to you, now. You can see them, not as if you are looking back in time, but as if you are looking back in space.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.22.2012 @ 4:51 am

Deliberations and decorations. It sounds like a book my mother might read. My mother might write it. I want to decorate. I do not want to deliberate. Not any more than I have to. Summarize. Surmise. It sounds like a book I might read. I might write it.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.16.2012 @ 9:29 pm

I’ve never hired a crew. Once I was part of a crew, I think, but it lasted only a brief time, as I left in the second day. Some folks, I just think they might work better on their own. Or better as a pair. The fewer opinions involved, the easier it is to get your way. Hah.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.15.2012 @ 10:01 pm

That one hot hot heat song, or just a song stuck in your heat in the hot hot heat. Sweat collects in to little beads that slide down your legs and your arms, and in your head things repeat themselves and bounce off the walls of your otherwise empty mind.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.12.2012 @ 5:48 pm

Turbine blade, a turbine stage, playing with powder in the bathroom, pretending to be lurking in some dark, forbidden attic. Memories from the third person, sounds of a jet engine, something terrible, terrible to ingest.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.09.2012 @ 8:31 pm

I can’t catch my breath for all these colors and sounds. A row of green lights that blink in some seemingly random pattern, the static, are you dialing me? Dialing out in to space, dialing Saturn, dialing in to wires.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.04.2012 @ 7:38 pm

The Chariot. Control over two opposing forces. This card, it comes to me again and again. Every time I see it in a reading, I can’t help but think that the deck is trying to tell me I’m bipolar. That deck wouldn’t be the first to say that.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.02.2012 @ 11:27 pm

To leave I think would be the thing to do. But not to leave in the traditional sense, no, already I’ve done that. This time, I think, to put my personal plans in motion, it takes to leave, for real, to be gone, you can’t reach me.

Posted By monroe2go On 07.02.2012 @ 12:00 am

Mayor Mayonnaise was having a rough day in the office. Being the Mayor of an entire city can be quite the tiring ordeal, although it has it’s perks.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.15.2012 @ 10:46 pm

I go outside to look at the horizon, still glowing faintly from the sun’s departure from the sky. I’m struck with a sense of being right where I should be, right where I belong. It’s beautiful and terrible and my eyes well up with tears, and I start laughing.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.11.2012 @ 1:27 am

I am light-hearted, but your heart is heavy.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.08.2012 @ 5:52 pm

Friction, tense muscles, & an unbearable rhythm.

I never meant to cause all this trouble, she says.

Take it. Just take it. You can take it.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.07.2012 @ 2:35 pm

I signed it in my own blood. I signed it in my own blood, and when I think about it now it feels like something rising up in my chest trying to force it’s way out through my mouth. My stubborn nature should not have allowed this, my stubborn nature has me chastising myself, over and over again, for letting my will bend like a live tree branch. And then for letting it snap like a dead one.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.05.2012 @ 7:20 pm

What you would do for something you could add to your accusatory glare. I don’t have any room inside me for this, so I empty all the excess in buckets that I dip in to the maelstrom until they are filled with old memories, and I walk barefoot with them through these redwoods until I find a suitable place to dump them. I cover them with leaves so no one can find another reason to look at me sideways. And I walk back home, feeling guilty and a little lighter.

Posted By monroe2go On 06.05.2012 @ 1:26 am

Hah. You and your fixed income. You and your fixed opinions. You and your inability to change. Your fixed astrological sign that denotes your stubbornness, how I don’t care, how if you come with me you will change regardless.

Posted By monroe2go On 03.21.2012 @ 9:53 pm

I’m drawing the curve of your lower back, I’m blending the pastels together, staining my finger tips. I’m recreating the shades of your skin, the colors of your curves.

Posted By monroe2go On 03.16.2012 @ 11:17 pm

Proliferate this ascending pattern. Whisk me away to the rings of Saturn. Drip drip drip like the kitchen sink. If only if only we had time to think! Don’t think, don’t look before you leap, jump in head first with your arms wide open with your heart wide open with your mind just open to me. I chased you across the country and you ended up chasing me. From Seattle to Key West, and we walked the whole way. We are living the dream. We’re in love, we are free. With my feet in the ocean, with my hoop around my hips, I think of the rings of Saturn and I think of you. I’ll see you again some day, probably in Peru, by a different sea and with a different view.

Posted By monroe2go On 03.15.2012 @ 12:23 pm

I’ll petition you to change your mind about me with a declaration of my love for you by the fireside. We are cast in the orange glow of it all and the stars are blazing above us. There’s no night like tonight. There’s no where like right here right now. There’s no sound like these melodious gypsy beats that swirl through this warm air. You laugh, you smile, you see me, from this night on, in a different light.

Posted By monroe2go On 03.13.2012 @ 11:58 pm

I can’t believe it. I don’t even see it. Where do we find it? Let’s go and get it!

It’s not conceivable, this push and this pull, this here and then there, the yes and the no, and at the end of it all we’ll have

something.

Something to look forward to.

Posted By monroe2go On 02.03.2012 @ 6:41 am

Pull me, push you, chase me, come through. Follow me through the forest, we’re going somewhere new.

Posted By monroe2go On 02.01.2012 @ 2:55 pm

I’ve been hula hooping outside in the courtyard of this beautiful hostel in New Orleans for days now. Fancy finding one here. Circular motion is so very soothing. The lush Nawlins winter and the bluegrass on the radio adds to it. At night, I go traipsing down neon bourboun street. Walking in circles, just like my hoop.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.28.2012 @ 3:14 pm

I’m swinging back and forth dangerously between one future I want for myself and another. I want to run away with the hippies. I want to walk the line between society and rejecting society. I want to blend in when I have to, I want to stay off the grid when I can. I want to be the hinge. I want to hold both of my prevalent faucets together.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.23.2012 @ 3:05 pm

I sold everything that I stole from you to a fence. He’ll sell it back to the populous for cheaper than the way I got it, even though everything I sold to him I got for free. Someone has to have a use for these things I gained from you. But I have none.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.23.2012 @ 3:08 am

I built a fence around you. I built it by myself. I didn’t do it on purpose, I don’t want to be kept out. Deconstructing a fence should never be this hard. They are so much easier to build.

I have a fence around my heart, but there is a gate, and if you ask me I will give you the key.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.22.2012 @ 12:09 pm

I ran away from home yesterday, no joke. How coincidental. I left DFW, I am in Houston. I’m headed to New Orleans, to Florida, then north. I’m going wherever I damn well please. I truly ran seven months ago. And I have hope. For some reason, all of this running gives me hope.

Runway. Lol.

Posted By monroe2go On 01.21.2012 @ 2:33 pm