http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog Tue, 30 Dec 2008 16:42:40 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en now i'm through with the new you. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/116 the last choice becomes easier. every fiber rebels against it. still, it wanders around me in semi-circles. the gear clicks into place. another tooth. the first choice. follow the mass. massive. corded and struggling against themselves. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/110 every movement is born of resistance. i am the matter that is stripped away. my better half survives in the womb. i breathe in with displeasure. your hands force the exhale. every moment spent in preparation for looking back. you don't want to see this. look away. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/105 and for strange reasons. words and half-words confuse me back to sleep. i see orphaned lovers, outlined, rough and hollow. the answer lies face down on the table... scattered. perfectly compressed, and folded. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/100 not from arousal, but from this unfamiliar and infrequent equilibrium. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/98 Like you, I am torn down from the inside. My parts recycled, sold or abandoned. Left to rot in the sun. Blown away by this coarse wind. What burns, burns clean. As dust, I protest still. And wonder why I am given to the clouds and red sky. I travel the universe, becoming all that I love. ... http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/96 if you can forget, then I can forget. .remember. i beg you. let me forget. .remember. inertia strips away my skin. .remember. and keeps protects my soul from ascension. .remember. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/93 please catch me off guard. tell me you hate me. tell me you never want to speak to me again. tell me that i do not exist. tell me i am a fool. for ever thinking. forever thinking. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/91 i waited and waited. you never came. your skin callous to my whisper. a hint of a turn. and i retreat. http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/89 does the wind carry us to fair places? http://www.katekilljoy.com/blog/archives/86