Friday, March 30, 2007

The Cup o' Joe

(Jail - Doug brings Pacey some coffee.)

Doug: You were in rare form tonight.

Pacey: How bad do I suck?

Doug: So what seems to be the problem?

Pacey: There is no problem, Dougie.

Doug: Oh, come on, Pacey. I found you hanging from a tree getting completely wasted.

Pacey: Huh?

Doug: So what is it, a girl or something?

Pacey: What?

Doug: Okay, so it's a girl. Who is she?

Pacey: Do you know what, Dougie? It's really not that important, okay?

Doug: Okay. (goes to leave)

Pacey: I'll tell you something, though... She is really, really, annoying!

Doug: Yeah?

Pacey: Yeah, I mean, this girl is amazing. There is not a single subject on the face of the planet that she doesn't have an opinion about. It's mind boggling.

Doug: Well, that certainly sounds like a nightmare.

Pacey: Well, no, I mean... It's not quite like that. I mean, you gotta understand that the girl's really smart, so she's usually right and when she argues, it comes from this really beautiful, pure place. So, I mean, how can you fight against that, you know? Especially if you're a smart ass like me.

Doug: Is she pretty?

Pacey: Yeah, she is pretty. She is very, very pretty. She's actually the kind of pretty that gives you butterflies, you know what I mean?

Doug: Yeah, never lose the butterflies.

Pacey: What?

Doug: You know, maybe that's what sucks about getting older. Somewhere along the line, you just, lose the butterflies. So the question is, little brother, what are you going to do about it?

Pacey: Do?

Doug: Yeah. Do as in, do something. Take action.

Pacey: No, I don't think you're really, properly grasping the gravity of this situation, Dougie. You see, if I was actually to do something about this, there is the strong possibility that the sun would cease to shine. The tides would cease to rise. In fact, I'm betting there's a pretty good chance that the very earth would crack open and Capeside would become home to a huge hellmouth, that would spew forth endless hordes of monsters and demons that would choke the denizens of this city, making them fall to their knees and pray for return to the days before I took action. That's really what we're talking about here.

Doug: Yeah, maybe. Look, Pacey, uhhh, in my experience you don't come across that many people with the ability to give you butterflies. You just don't. And if you don't tell this girl how you feel, well, it'll be like spending the rest of your life in your own personal prison.

(Doug goes to leave)

Pacey: Hey, Doug?

Doug: Yeah?

Pacey: Thank you.

Thursday, March 29, 2007

The Misunderstood

there's nothing arrogant, violent or pornographic in my thoughts.

you just haven't loved.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

The Object of my affection

there's a little trick i learnt from you
it hasn't made my life any easier so far

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Faultline

there's a crack on the wall, it's been there for ages. but this wall still holds this roof on top of us. it might be weaker than it was some years ago, but it's still there, doing its job. it's a little bit like love. it's a little bit like us.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Insert name here

the book of love as written by _______________.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Heaven

in heaven... no one can hear you scream

prepare to get the beejesus f-ed out of you




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Thursday, March 22, 2007

The Threat

a threat is no longer a threat when your heart desires it.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

The Zealous

this overlooked gem
this long lost forgotten object
how come it's somebody's favourite work of art and not mine?

what did i fail to see?
what did i ignore?
it's far from late to claim that which now feels my own.

you may think it's wrong
you might not agree
but today you belong to me

prepare to be mine

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

The Sailing Ships of Costa Mesa

yesterday
you made a fool out of me
i never thought you would do it again

and last night
you played with me
i never thought you would do it again

but what... what can i do?
what's for me to do?

the sailing ships of costa mesa
they're coming to take me away from you
the sailing ships of costa mesa
they're coming to take me away from you

last week
you made an arse out of me
i never thought you would do it again

so please
just say you'll let me be
and never, never, never do it again

but what... what can i do?
what's for me to do?


the sailing ships of costa mesa
they're coming to take me away from you
the sailing ships of costa mesa
they're coming to take me away from you

Monday, March 19, 2007

The Velvet Curtain

and every day
i wake up with this feeling in my head
could you take it away
could you take it away

beautiful dreams
or nightmares waiting to haunt me
waiting to take me somewhere
i don't want to go

your memory haunts me every night
this feeling's ending with my life
just poke behind this velvet curtain
you'll see
it's still the same old me
i'm still the man you left behind
please, come back
please, just let me be


can't you see
can't you recognize me
you were so young when you left me
when you went away

i'm still the one you loved
i'm still the one who loved you
and i still love you every day
but i can't go on... not like this

your memory haunts me every night
this feeling's ending with my life
just poke behind this velvet curtain
you'll see
it's still the same old me
i'm still the man you left behind
please, come back
please, just let me be

All compassion removed

she left me on a thursday afternoon
why didn't she wait till friday?
i would have had the whole weekend to cry

i had to go to work on friday
and everyone knew
something was wrong
something was wrong
something's still wrong

why did she leave me here like this?
why did she leave me here like this?
why did she leave?

why did she go?
why did she say those things?
where is her heart?
all compassion removed from her

Friday, March 16, 2007

Weather Forecast

across the hail
across the snow
this terrible thaw will take us low
you know the pain is drifting away when things start melting down in your heart.
how do you feel when you're without me?

I'm your man

ladies and... ladies... the great Leonard Cohen.

...

If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man

If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man

The moon's too bright
The chain's too tight
The beast won't go to sleep
I've been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
But a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
I'd crawl to you baby
And I'd fall at your feet
And I'd howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
And I'd claw at your heart
And I'd tear at your sheet
I'd say please, please
I'm your man

And if you've got to sleep
A moment on the road
I will steer for you
And if you want to work the street alone
I'll disappear for you
If you want a father for your child
Or only want to walk with me a while
Across the sand
I'm your man

If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
words and music by L. Cohen

Thursday, March 15, 2007

The wish list

be careful what you wish for.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

The Intruder

i had my chance.
i remember well.
but...
you missed it too.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

The Crack


suddenly... there was calm.
i knew it wouldn't last too long, so i decided to kill everything i loved and move forward.
mabe god is watching. maybe he's listening. maybe he doesn't exist, and now my loved one is just dead.
i sure hope god exists.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Today

just give in...
those who think... lose.
just today... just today.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Sunday welcomes the sad young man

much of the week is pretty tedious, there's just no happiness in repetition. lullabies expect me to fall asleep at the sound of their noise crawling into my head, but the years have long ago forgotten about the reasons why we are where we are. true, you didn't like being touched, especially by me, but this hands were meant to touch you, baby. they were never meant to touch you this much. but that's the price i pay for stepping into the tunnel of love. is there a light at the end of this one as well? i guess i'll soon find out. i was born to find out. too many questions, so much time. the answers just come as slowly as they are made up, and that's when boredom strikes... you should never wait too much to give an answer. but the unique thing is how you always find the way to crush habits on their head, by twisting the pages of our written love, or by saving the impossible things from the sea of perfection and showing them to me day after day after day. i might be sad, i might be bored, but i'm definitely young, and time is on my side, for better or for worse. so let's climb inside this train headed to a brick wall and enjoy the ride. what other possible way is there to encounter what we need to reach? everyday i have the same one question in my head... and i've never regretted saying it... so glad you answered quickly. so glad you said yes.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Homme Fatale

he told me it wouldn't hurt. i believed him.
too bad men always tell the truth.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

The Cremulator

Some things were never meant to disappear.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

The Rotten

there were some nights when your fury was scarce. true love can't always reign, i know. but you're just not the same as before. your body has grown tired, and my patience has grown thin. your body is not as warm as before. your hands can't hold me as they did days ago. you're no longer moist in the face of desire. something's in the air... something rotten smells in here. it's plain to see, at least for me... it's time to put my love in a body bag. oh dear, can't you see?

Monday, March 05, 2007

36 - 39 °F

it's not that i don't care, but my love for your body lacks any signs of respect. it's good that i do not believe in such a thing called soul, for i know it would feel quite tormented by this passion that takes hold of my skin, which grips you as if you don't feel anything. for you do, my loved one, i can only think that you do, or else it wouldn't make any sense to consume this act that weaves us together. i need to know you're enjoying it. i need to feel you need me to go on. why won't you let me know, dear? why don't you give in? you're so cold. it's oh so cold.

Friday, March 02, 2007

The Rose Cottage



it's cold in here. swallow your pride and give in to lust. a fresh warm lover awaits to be embraced. love knows no limits. love knows no harm. there won't be any complaints from the man above. passion does not need to be corresponded when the touch of the skin speaks for itself. no voice will tell you it loves you, but then again, no ears are expecting it. enjoy the moment. enjoy the silence.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

The Defeat

one more blow to my heart and you'll be the one who falls.