"I'm in the hot room again" - Henry Rollins

I'm in the hot room again

I am a time junkie

I am a user

Like all addicts, I come to the point where I ask myself

Who's using who

I take a look around and I see what I do

I look in the mirror and I see what it's doing to me

And I come to the conclusion that we got a pretty good thing going

""It was wrong to do this," said the angel." - Stephen Crane

“It was wrong to do this,” said the angel.

“You should live like a flower,

Holding malice like a puppy,

Waging war like a lambkin.”

“Not so,” quoth the man

Who had no fear of spirits;

“It is only wrong for angels

Who can live like the flowers,

Holding malice like the puppies,

Waging war like the lambkins.”

Abracadabra Acudubillah - Warsan Shire

Everyday since that bad

thing happened, I've been practicing

                   a spell:

how to disappear

from yourself,

within yourself.

I've noticed

each time I leave,

something in me keeps

                   going.

Something in me turns

its back on me—

someone else reflected in the mirror,

someone else answering

to my name.

"My mind and I had a meeting, and we came to the conclusion that you're going to let us down." - Henry Rollins

My mind and I had a meeting, and we came to the conclusion that

you're going to let us down. We are here every minute of the day

getting ready for the let down. So when you push me away, I'll just

say ok, because we came to that conclusion a while ago. Like I said,

we were ready for the let down. If you're ever walking down the

way and you see me on the side of the road lying broken and scat-

tered, you keep walking right on by.

"Her eyes" - Henry Rollins

Her eyes

Her touch

Her voice

Takes my breath away

She's nice enough

To give it back

Thanks friend

I needed that

If no one ever marries me - Laurence Alma-Tadema

If no one ever marries me,—

And I don't see why they should,

For nurse says I'm not pretty,

And I'm seldom very good—

If no one ever marries me

I shan't mind very much;

I shall buy a squirrel in a cage,

And a little rabbit-hutch:

I shall have a cottage near a wood,

And a pony all my own,

And a little lamb quite clean and tame,

That I can take to town:

And when I'm getting really old,—

At twenty-eight or nine—

I shall buy a little orphan-girl

And bring her up as mine.