oh lovelies

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

HELLVIS Rumble Town

six degrees of separation? so it goes w/art found about this thru a friend of a friend of a friend of a ......well, it was a long time ago. good thing I asked huh? this is brilliant!

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Wilderness Survival : What to Do if You Are Bitten by a Cottonmouth

This is fascinating, and devastating. I have a friend who was bitten by a spider in California.....he said in the emergency room he was begging them to cut off his arm man whooooooo.........people saying copperheads aren't dangerous, then someone is killed by one. Why the hell do people go near these guys, or even consider keeping them as pets? They are NOT pets. You see them, leave them where they are. Especially, I mean, if you approach one without respect then you're asking for it I'm sorry.....

by the way

particular person I'm speaking of is a really bad writer. her stuff is unreadable. ok. think about it. someone who tried to be a comedienne and was about as funny as my shoe. finally, they're being outed for who they are.

wiretapping, stalking and cyberstalking alive and well in America

another minor detail overlooked by the American press (maybe because they're in on it); we are being spied on. Things said in private conversations in the privacy of our homes, turning up in the newspapers and television even comedy skits, on billboards no joke........who does that to an innocent person? Wake up folks it ain't just the UK. I'm very ......how could somebody do that to another person? That's someone with part of their brain missing. Most of us are raised with a sense of right and wrong, that it's simply....we would feel like what we're doing is wrong, is bad, that we're bad, in breaking into someone's home and putting cameras and tape recorders there and on cell phones or hidden in presents................... to go behind someone's back, without their knowledge, abusing and violating their trust, their naivete, and do this dirty work on them..........there.......privacy is a right not a privilege. Accept that if you're out in the public eye in any way.....I mean probably if you're performing on subway platforms you're out there; there are those who have an interest in you and it's not a good one. Perps in my situation have a particular edge with female artists; they really do hate them. I'm not joking. Boy I don't like to write about this. But it is what it is. There are those running loose who are dangerous human beings. They are wrecking right and left, damaging; is it so much a mystery why the economy, the economy, the economy.....all you ever hear about is the economy.......the country.....is in the state it's in? The theft is so colossal it can't be measured; that I am serious about to. There are those arrogant enough to feel entitled to do whatever they want, screw over whoever they want; steal money or jewelry from a child sure no problem. It always go on, but ignorance is not bliss. Oblivion just makes you an idiot, I'm sorry. Only after being sadly a witness to this evil every day am I forced to finally say something...........walking away doesn't make it go away.

Monday, November 28, 2011

again, that "it" is after me

a truly evil, sick jealous monster . and oh, while you're at it, get off my page. you're not welcome in my life in any way stay away . I repeat, stay away from me. to whom I say this, you know who you are.

michael clark choreography dance 1

Had to plug this as well......I love Michael Clark and I watched this video as a teenager I flipped upside down inside out.....this is what inspired me to go out and become part of the NYC downtown scene....I couldn't wait til I turned 18.....

but still

I feel like "something" well yeah there's some mystery there. Still. There is.

as for go go ga ga

wearing a Baphomet "hat" does not make one an anything. I know people who are involved in Satanism and very intense spiritual studies (no, I'm not a Satanist myself I do know some) ...... and it's a great deal of work and not easy. All that stuff about "selling your soul" total BS.  One ritual won't land you the lottery, SORRY! If ONLY it were that simple. Lady Gaga, even though I do like her, I love her videos, has been outed innumerable times as having copied scores of other artists, such as Dale Bozzio, Ace of Base.....and the entire underground club scene from NYC in the late 90s to well now.

Go Gos

Hum sounds a little like....ga ga.....where am I going with this? It's late, I've been not feeling well, my head and nose stuffed....mind going many directions.

I was listening to some go gos and their less popular stuff is much darker than what got played on the radio. I read somewhere that Belinda Carlisle had read Anton LaVey's writings and performed rituals from the Church of Satan. Again, this is open to many interpretations. Likely these artists are no more.....you can say this about any number of 14 year old death metal kids. Anton LaVey had said he was an atheist and their rituals were for show or psychological.....and were very rough, shoddy. Still, in the Jayne Mansfield story well what happened happened. Whether this is tied to the Manson killings, again, speculation. I read Susan Atkins' account of what happened and she blew the lid off much of the mystery surrounding them. Cults yes.....she had said it's .....easier to "brainwash" young, lost confused kids in California because you can more easily isolate them......not leave them other options, other opinions. In NYC, you can run across the street and there'll be someone to contradict what you're being told. Then, there was no Internet. There was no one, no where to run. No one to tell you what you were hearing was wrong. I myself was saved by friends who warned me about certain groups that had targeted me. I didn't, however, stay far enough away. I didn't ......know then what I now know....not enough. No one did.

ooohhhhh

threes what is three I wrote that revising my poem....I haven't been feeling great. Usually 3s showing up are not good for me....I was watching "conspiracy" stuff the curse of 27 which is 3 times 3......well anything has good and bad potentially. From my knowledge of Masons they are Christian-based not Satanic. Illuminatti I've met people who've written on them and said it's BS. Conspiracy theories start out entertaining enough but then spin out of control into a call to hate.....then you have stuff like the witch burnings and other things like that. Them, them them they did this they ect. Knights Templar.....that they were tortured by Christians not a surprise, then went underground. But they are not Satanic. I very much doubt, VERY much doubt Beyonce (especially ) or Lady Gaga are Illuminatti or occultists if Beyonce is illiterate, which I read somewhere, it's extremely doubtful since one of the things you need to do is educate yourself and read and write constantly.

That said, I'm very fascinated by the Jayne Mansfield story (does sound like Manson) ...........it's something to think about all this.....and how many women in Hollywood in that scene started out gorgeous, sexy and glamourous (there are so many...to list them all is redundant) then somehow skid off and down and .....oh boy. So this is the stuff I'm watching.....what disturbed me somewhat is writing on this the number on my page is 399.....wasn't 33.3 the standard speed for records.....?

sky dancer


three syllables
three bells
thinking in threes
which one is it 
which one will it be
this one, the blue clouds, blueberries?




love and it's real
 it's real
so many yellows!

so is all this light
all this light so much of it
this light this one oh only this one




you, me and her
did it slip right by me?


this one is pink
this one's for friendship




theirs and not his
theirs and never his
all of theirs and never his



something in here, wired in me

white in me
all that was peachy pink






all of me is raw and red 
all of me is raw and red
it's coming at you
and is it real
it's coming at you really at them
coming at you really at them



black ants seem to multiply faster than birds
protecting them? 
it was up to you 
it was up to you 

you did the right thing
they never told you
no one will tell you but you know

 covered in snow 
that's how it is here
you think nothing can live here

you did the right thing
you did the right thing
part of my legs bare in the snow

you are here, you and her
you are in plaid 
you now and him 
you and her 
you now and him
your hair is red 
and you are silent


the night is black
your room is silent
the door never shuts and never opens
you now and him
you now and him

what are these eyes
they belong to him
the eyes are glowing
yes it was hot hot in there
yes it was hot in there

promising safety
me to him him to me
and it's getting dark
dark it's getting



his text
a light! another then another



somehow I got back
oh a storm quieted down!
this thing that lives in my head


bright lights in the snow
what are those lights
what is that face

the presents under the tree [?????]



is this coming day, now it's night
day now it's night
in the snow marking it
presents under the tree


flames move like water
this night
there's no one around
my cat, the snow a mountain


a spark of deadly freeze
at your fingers
what soul could live here

somewhere it's hot
they're stirring white paste



bag pink
it has a peachy smell

there's a devil doll
in the shop



I feel rawness and blisters every time I breathe in
aching, aching my body
in from the cold

a ring, one for every kind of day

I went over this recently and it needed a lot of work.....not publishing the final version just yet but here's a MUCH more refined version the last few were very rough ******************LMSaiter












8 am, 7 am which hour was it
plastic is cheap barely containing
somewhere it spilled
overspilled




a car, too many
crossing the street

it was winter this time


other earrings, those ones gold
the others diamond
this that's happening
I can't feel my mind
I've stepped outside myself
someone grabs my wrist someone grabs me
being naked being desired feeling the buzz









Sunday, November 27, 2011

richard hell & the voidoids - going going gone

First time I heard this there's no end to the stuff love that.....this is....I mean, gee what words? Thanks to R who told me about Richard Hell.....!

We're Coming Back - Cock Sparrer

Well have to say it's good to always be open minded....I'd never heard of this group til a friend, Brendan, told me about them when they played at cbgbs......pretty, more than pretty cool they really are wicked cool..............these riffs, if I dare say, sound like this go gos song I just listened to "We don't get Along" try it.....

what was it like?

this kind of horrible assault? It could have been worse. What was it like? That's what I'm supposed to write, about the most excruciating, embarrassing, painful moments of my life.  I haven't been raped, or tortured....knock wood and so on. But really that isn't true, I have been. Separated from the ones I loved. Frozen. Sleep deprived. Robbed. Abused. Starved. My privacy invaded, my emails read, my web sites tracked.....my ideas and words and projects stolen by those with an unfair advantage.....savages. Stalked. Harassed. Deceived. Denied rightful accreditation and attribution for my own work. Insulted, assaulted, smeared, lied about, humiliated, lied to, robbed....................... I know what you're thinking, stop with the victim mentality. THe reason I have that is because I AM a victim. What is it like to be a victim? I always thought it was passive and it is. It's like being mutilated. Something is stolen from you and you will never get it back. You will never be the same. The pain is with you every second of every day. You will never stop feeling that pain.

So why am I divulging my rape story? Who was never raped, ie I never had a dick in me without my permission. But in other ways, psychologically.....

Because I got a very nice compliment from someone a few people who saw that I have writing talent and wanted me to tell my story. My story. It's been fabulous at times other times it's been hell. Heaven and hell. Heaven and hell. Heaven and hell. Heaven and hell. Heaven and hell. Heaven and hell.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

AGAIN Sea Mirror REVISED

on the Venus/Aphrodite theme




the mirrors sea
had to be
vapors rising sit on my skin
this had to be
seas too many 
across the sea 
seas too many


strawberry that's you skin that's me 

honey ouija I am 
honey ouija I am 

give me green
give me green

mirror the sea

sugar that's me
mirror the sea 
sugar that's me


white hot the salt hits me
my face wet drown in this






it's silver slippery
this a mirror this the sea
this the sea the mirror

light is split
I'm somewhere in the hills 
a theistic rapist a she

underwater
brother twin  is a lover
is a sadist  a sensualist
I'm in a mirror 
something over me 
something falls wet, sea salt
there are two of them 
two of them


lost returning 
lost returning 


I'm in all that I'm in
a mirror is the sea
sea is the mirror


it's meant to be that's mine
meant to be that's mine
foam rises meant to be that's mine

oops

did not mean to publish those.....probably better you don't read them. But keep in mind that the person they're directed to has deliberately hurt me on innumerable occasions so I have every good reason to say what I said. This is not a sweet, good innocent person. This is someone who willfully maliciously caused me and others close to me, completely innocent, horrible pain and perhaps death. I'm serious. Just so you know where I'm coming from.

dream

was I in white? someone stuck pins in me.....second grade? some kind of art project. I pulled them out, not painlessly.

I've

said it before keep it up and so will I.

*it* returned

I wrote some very nasty stuff and it's all true but given that I'm too classy I won't say it online, in front of others in public. That sucks.  she is a truly sick blob. Enough already

Monday, November 21, 2011

the name *it*

enjoy it, you asked for it. you won't enjoy it.....you are really a sick beast ............you did it to yourself

Scorpio Rising

This sounds like me doesn't it? I think it describes me to a tee.......I was told my ascendant is Capricorn due to my birth but there must be an error it doesn't fit my description....except that I have always had bad knees (ruled by Capricorn) I still have all my teeth (ruled by Capricorn) all healthy (Scorpio) anyway.....READ ON on MOI  


Suicidal Tendancies - Institutionalized

This is actually the first time I ever heard there stuff even though I've always known of them.....impressiveD

she /it came back after being gone

and her bitch sidekick.....get it, get out, don't come back. DO NOT come back. DO NOT try to censor me. Every move you make toward me will get this response. Get it? You're not welcome, on my site, in my life or art. You know who you are. Get out!






Blind Faith - Can't Find My Way Home





My friend, when I was a teenager, would always laugh at how this model was pretty much a clone of me...or me of her.....but this came out before I was born. My dad had this record, a little eerie. As a kid, I was always surrounded by amazing music both parents it's just recently I remembered this.....I did grow up in a liberal environment, somewhat hippie-inspired, though Dad considered himself Republican or maybe Libertarian, my mom and her friends were/are mainly Democrats (not Radical or hippie/punk/anarchist)

Did some amazing artwork

with the title "Miss Honey Ouija" but the "Miss" I drew swirly lines around to dress it up it ended up looking like
"Nigga" no matter how I drew around it it still looks like that.....


feeling better. cause after doing my stuff I see they see I'm a genius

more words draft .....To You I Bring






very rough wrote this last night........here's the beginning 






Now you're surrounded by me 
sugar strawberry 

love honey ouija 
love honey ouija 
sugar strawberry 
that I am 
that is me 
that is newly me 
across the ocean 
the endless ocean 
across the river 
silver river
honey ouija 
you and me 
you me sticky 
all over me 
bruise me get me sticky 
to you and he I bring it and he 
that is mine mine and all of mine
honey ouija me 
woke up you and me 
what I saw 
fitting perfectly 
sugar strawberry 
to you I bring 
to you I bring 
Sugar Strawberry/Honey Ouija I am now 
I am now 
yes I am and will 
I am me and will 
I am 
now the name is hidden
now the name is hidden



another "plug"

 anyway, I want to point out another book I read over the summer that was really profound to me which I myself loved, it's "Love Child" by Sheila Kohler really fascinating romantic and heartbreaking finally. I met the author at a few events in Brooklyn; she's from South Africa. This is the first I've read of hers definitely want to check out more. here




Love Child by Sheila Kohler

*it* goes for it (me) again

Like I said, this is one instance where someone is forced  take action as I now am. Another incident, where I was ...... not at anything said directly to my face but a notice put up in the dance department, that I nonetheless took great offense to. There may be arguments for it, I'm not going to say what it was but it .....the tone of it made me really mad. And so, no, I"m not going to rent any studios from them or take classes like I would have. It's just not acceptable to speak that way to anyone. And once again, her *it's* name also came up in connection with it, at the same time. But .....what else can you expect from a demented, mean psychopathic fiend like her. It won't be anything nice, thoughtful or considerate. It'll be insulting and vicious like it was, a thoughtless knee jerk slam on people and situations she knows nothing about because she doesn't care about that.....only about taking shots at anyone she has an issue with.......for any or no reason. He'd said she's not a malicious person when her actions have proven countless times she clearly is. From the beginning she's been a colossal problem and a major drag on a lot of people. I'll stay civil here, try to. Whatever comes out of her vile mouth.....her effect is not a good one. So, I'll say it again, you know who you are, keep it up, it will be reflected right back in your face on this site and elsewhere. You're not getting off the hook that's gone on for too long already. Too many people are onto you. You've been warned. And furthermore, what are you doing on my site? Get off my page, and me you sicko.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

then again

ironically speaking, if *it* is on my page reading this, you know who you are, and you have no business being here or in my life. So get off. Get it, sicko? You are NOT WELCOME.

I repeat

I only write this after three years of hell at this person's making.

I am NOT saying she's responsible for EVERY bad thing that's happened to me. I am not saying I'm not responsible for my own mistakes and I've never not accepted responsibility for them.

There's a chance I'm wrong. I suppose there's always a chance I"m wrong. But how would you explain it? Every time the same horrible thing happened, or another equally horrible thing, for three years happened, and every single time, and I mean EVERY single time for three years her name has come up at the same time.......what would you say....I ....I know there are people who will say it's all a coincidence. The same coincidence hundreds of times for three years you know that doesn't make sense. Overwhelmingly likely she has something to do with it. You can fault me.....but my heartfelt, deepest, soundest reasoning plus things I happen to KNOW and the fact that after doing a little investigation my .....what I was sure was true was proven to be true. If I'm wrong I'm wrong. But it's too ......I mean with 99 percent likelihood I'm right.....I just know. You know certain things.

I guess live and learn....was lucky to have lived.

If you knew .....it's so hard to write about this. How deep how thorough the pain I went through because of her is....yes, I know she's not the only one, I know there are other things that hurt me other times. But she is involved in what is most recent and what has caused me hell in the past three years. AND I repeat, who is she to say what I can and cannot express? I have experienced some horrible people. I have unfortunately gotten too close to them. No, I'm not saying I never did anything wrong, but I admit I did....these people have never once in their lives EVER admitted they were wrong, even though they were wrong every day.

so.....

you may think what I'm writing about this person is horrible. But far scarier and more horrible is the pain and suffering I've been through for the past three years much at her doing. Who the hell are you to try to say what I can and can't do artistically or in my personal life? And I could say some really bad stuff but won't. Here.
But for all the nasty things you do to me behind my back I will write equally nasty and evil stuff about you on my Web page.....get it sicko?

Friday, November 18, 2011

stuff

I wrote yesterday was quite harsh at times but it's only after years of suffering because of this person.....you know I was told to keep it on the page so I did.......

stuff more

I wrote some pretty heavy stuff but it makes sense everything about yesterday was crazy, intense and dark and crazy. A couple bad things had happened.....but then a couple good things happened. I naturally blow everything out of proportion.....



well....news speaks for itself. The Chinese "curse" I think is may you live in interesting times. Interesting it definitely is. Thousands of people showing up at Zuccotti Park to protest. A lot more on this at a later time. I mean I understand it wasn't right to shut down the train stations.....I agree. I mean, *I* was inconvenienced because I couldn't get on the train. But .....well it's--I'm overwhelmed by it.


Also, I went to Cafe Mezcal yesterday I had gone there from time to time for.....I had felt like I should even though at first it was really weird for me and I knew not one person. NOt really anyway. Again, this is something to report on later but it's early late I'm .....at least trying to sleep.....but I've met some really amazing people and it's right on the block in the area where I have quite a lot of memories, good and bad. The night ended well in all respects except for one. But basically very well.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

I would tell

her she needs to get over the fact that she was dumped 13 years ago but you can't talk any sense into that thing....like I said, start with me, be nasty to me you can expect me to be nasty right back. eye for eye, tooth for tooth ect ect

picture?

if that's a defense I don't know because I don't want to look at her or that evil sneer, devil doll expression. It's oozing out of her. Cut cut snip snip be gone bitches

in saying that I feel a surge of power

there are different kinds of vampires "good" and "bad" aren't the words I'd use but that IT is a psychic vampire if ever they existed, if ever a copybook definition of that ever lived. She is truly evil. I would say she is evil juju but that's an insult to evil juju. That sick vile kind of ectoplasm or whatever *it* is. She is the antimatter of the human species, nothing good has come of her existence.....

but having detached that thing from me I feel a new kind of power and energy and grace within me...was feeling terrible now I'm better, a better person for having (and having to do it nastily you know but weapons are weapons, at times they're necessary) *it* that thing out of my life

you know who you are

 the worst thing that has ever disgraced the earth with *it's* existence. I was very unfortunate to have it in my life. that IT. that is not a human being. The worst thing she is, really absolutely the worst thing ever. She is an evil, savage wicked monster. That can't be a person. She can't get over the fact that she was dumped 13 years ago (and can you blame him?) hey you want to be nasty and evil to me I'll make sure it all slams back right upon you and you know who you are you sick decrepit beast. There are others sadly just like her. They (and there are he's in the mix) don't pick on someone who is their match, like, a guy with money power weapons at hand. THAT would be a fair fight. But fair fighting is not what they're good at. They choose to mess with females who have little to their defense.....oh that's an easy target. Hurting someone like that is nothing to be proud of, it's not much of an achievement. So get over yourself. You cannot defend your behavior, your actions or by now, your existence on this planet. I only hope and pray it ends soon.I had a nightmare last night about someone I don't know about heaven, hell what have you....but this human being is not in a good place. Deservedly so. You might as well get used to it, it's gonna be a while. That's about all I have to say about them.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Miss Honey Ouija..........................




maybe that was vulgar.....I was going on a certain direction to write down something anyway

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Sugar Strawberry

Sugar Strawberry


OK I edited that out "sssss" cause I guess....I don't know. I write things down then some work some don't 

Strawberry by ~guszti132




On another note, another plug is that I'm reading the book "The Help" I have SO much praise for this book. I love Southern literature and the culture is so fascinating. I don't love the obvious human rights horrors that occured there.....I hate bigotry or any kind of caste system at all. But maybe that's what intrigues me that is part of this incredibly rich history yet this one part was so wrong and horrific. This is very well written. I'm not finished yet. Can't wait to see the film.

sun is yours ride the sky (words are mine)

sun is yours ride the sky sun is yours ride the sky sun is yours ride the sky




gold gold shatter the light



Sabrina Moles
Female/Italy    

Apollo and Daphne by *bluealaris

 

 

poetry and fdh go together

felix da housecat. try it some time.



I wrote the poem below last early am like 3 or so.....witching hour! I was in a horrible mood. ONe of those things. dark days.....the world over.....  turned art......

new words by Laura Saiter on the sea

on the Venus theme


the mirrors sea
had to be
out of vapors over my skin
this had to be
seas too many

strawberry that's you skin that's me

give me green
feel it over me
on the edge 

sugar that's me
all of them are me



if it's meant to be
the sea is a  mirror
foam and steam
whiter and  hotter



it's silver slippery
this a mirror this the sea is rising and falling

it's Edinburgh Glastonbury
Cape Town a mirror
fragments splash of water
light is split
it's you, it's them
it's you it's them

my twin my brother
my twin my brother
is a rapist is a lover
is a sadist is a sensualist
is spiritual metaphysical
lost returning which way
I'm in all that I'm in
a mirror is the sea
sea is the mirror
it's meant to be that's mine
meant to be that's mine
foam rises meant to be that's mine

Afrohead (Felix Da Housecat) - Yesterday

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Aphrodite Venus

I just completed the thrilling chore of handwashing a bunch of clothes. anyway.....Venus in UV. This is fascinating to me, the light spectrum.


I particularly like this depiction of Aphrodite by http://forgotten-phoenix.deviantart.com/

Lauren Marie the artist 

Tuesday, November 08, 2011

A rattlesnake that doesn't bite teaches you nothing. Jessamyn West

This knocked the wind out of me. I got a FB message to wish a certain person Happy Birthday....man after the way he screwed me that is so ludicrous it's......what words?

But I'm going to be nice. To forgive, forget......forget how  (figuratively, it would have been easier if literally......) and there are no words to describe that......

Scorpio and Leo is a fascinating combination.....I'm a Leo with Scorpio as rising sign.

Maybe I should hate this person. I should hate this person. I have every reason to.

But.....what is the saying?

The question is this: is it worth getting bitten? 


The other is.....how did it feel, getting bitten? Had to throw that in. And you still have the marks. 



If

I did something wrong, to hurt or offend.....to the person I address this to, you know who you are......then from the bottom of my heart I apologize as it was not ever my intention to. However, you have now angered me and offended me. Very gravely. For you to take the tone you did.................you were well overstepping your boundaries. I thought with time I'd get over it. It would go away. This grievance. But it hasn't and it never does. Some things don't, just don't go away. You remember like it was five minutes ago. Especially from people who take the attitude like I, the world, owes them something when in fact *I'm* doing THEM a favor. So be righteously indignant, delude yourself.....enjoy the deluded universe you live in. But none of it is real......

privacy

some online sites have published my (former) addresses my (fake ) DOB yes I'm paying for naivite beware of any and all internet sites asking for personal information like a copy of your drivers license beware any time you sign up with a credit card I did and gave all fake information but it's online now......I will absolutely NEVER file change of address with the post office. Apparently that's carte blanche for them to publish your address. Because of this, my place was broken into no kidding. Anyway, live and learn. Sadder is not the word; more like busted and broken but wiser you know

CXB: "I'm Not Talking About Politics"

God X Bro is fucking hysterical......my former bf's former roommate

Monday, November 07, 2011

you know, to be a good soldier as well

 this is hilarious I love it.......





http://aishamusic.blogspot.com/2011/11/since-madonna-has-decided-to-rip-off.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FiJHH+%28Aisha+Music%29







I have said I do not believe in "karma" but hey the flipside is don't underestimate anyone either. You're an asshole to too many people eventually you'll piss off the wrong ones. That's what happens when you go through life thinking .....well anyway.......


I have a lot to say on like subject but don't have time for it now. I do, however, have legitimate complaints. 

Thursday, November 03, 2011

another revision sky dancer

love and it's real
 it's real
so many yellows!

so is all this light
all this light so much of it
this light this one oh only this one




you, me and her
did it slip right by me?


this one is pink
this one's for friendship




theirs and not his
theirs and never his
all of theirs and never his



something in here, wired in me
white in me
all that was peachy pink


and there could never be too many

my face aches 

all of me is raw and heavythe screen is red, black and red
it's coming at you really at them
remember it's not real
black ants seem to multiply faster than birds
if there's one there are a million of them
face was so tender so was he
it was up to you to protect him
you did the right thing
they never told you
no one will tell you but you know

the cat was orange he scratched my arms
in a tree, the snow piercing the part of your legs that were bare
in a playground covered in snow ice
nothing can live here, yet it does
you are here, you and her
the car is not warm
you move your toes
your mother and her husband are out
you and your step sister her in plaid
we will freeze, but we don't

now you and the one who looks like him
are in some kind of garage
what are you doing?


you're eighteen your hair is red
the night is black
the doors are silent
you were waiting for someone
what are these eyes
what is this face
why are they glowing
yes it was hot hot in there
why are they glowing
let me travel to him him to me
promising safety
please fix the road for me
and it's getting dark
the pills were blue
the snow was white




then his text
a light! another then another



sometime, sometime
legs scraped raw again
somehow I got back
oh a storm quieted down
this thing that lives in my head


these lights are bright in the snow
it all stands out
the presents under the tree [?????]



is this coming day, now it's night
Persephone dragged down to hell 

in the snow marking it
presents sit in the living room

lights go out and candle flames move like water
this night
there's no one around
my cat comes in from outside
the snow makes a white mountain
this is the god of winter

at your fingertips
a spark of deadly freeze
white and holy r
I'm stirring white paste in a barrel


the bag is pink
the white is snow
it has a peachy smell
it's a pink band aid
there's a devil doll outside
in a Santaria shop
he bobs gently and grins
you were warned
you were curious you know
they're marching in green
which one was stolen
three syllables
three bells
this one, the blue forms clouds, blueberries?
a blue boy on the wall

I feel rawness and blisters every time I breathe in
aching, aching my body
in from the cold

a ring, one for every kind of day

I went over this recently and it needed a lot of work.....not publishing the final version just yet but here's a MUCH more refined version the last few were very rough ******************LMSaiter












8 am, 7 am which hour was it
plastic is cheap barely containing
somewhere it spilled
overspilled




a car, too many
crossing the street

it was winter this time


other earrings, those ones gold
the others diamond
this that's happening
I can't feel my mind
I've stepped outside myself
someone grabs my wrist someone grabs me
being naked being desired feeling the buzz