just returned from tallinn... in case you've been checking the site.... ha ha ha...

scraping to pieces the past left behind
and sticking through memory
the way it all should have been

nerves are what stack up

against the greyest blacks

skin is that which hold the tone

of all this little waiting

amazing... moscow.... just when i was losing faith....

Inglish indeed!

always nice to drag a poem up from long ago, that makes you wince a little when you read it over...

the girl you love is with another, tonight

the stars will choke out your little heart, tonight

and the morning, ready to light up your ceiling, tonight

it hurts to be so genuine and so ridiculous, tonight

and the keys tap and tap and tap, tonight