These days...

I need to crawl back into my shell... but I can't find it.

You're everywhere. All over the place. I'm not sure how I feel about that just yet... We'll see.

I'm losing certain skills... like that amazing skill to distance myself from... anything/anyone.

I've lost things. Material things. It sucks.

Distractions around me seem to have hit a sky-high rating recently. I want to be as focused as I used to be before people like you "happened" in my life.

I wonder whether all of this matters in the grand scheme of things. Maybe. Probably not, though. Still, I want my damned shell.

this could be good

I see it in the way you look into me. I've seen it before. So I've tried to be careful.

I'm sorry for the barbed wire. For the words that shut you out.

There's no need for that anymore.

I see it. I see you. It's as simple as that today.

sunset

the saddest light there is.

beautiful.

Writing for you

An attempt to gather love's adjectives ends tragically :P

Artless

A glance in his direction. His canvas.

The strokes of his brush seem to know too many boundaries.

So artless.

sticks

in my wheels...

cactus fruit

is deliciously sexy.

a release.

and snippets of what I might be working on :)

it doesn't have to make sense ;)