Sunday, March 29
love poem in winter
by: sydney weinberg
...and so i wear your body like a coat.
it is winter and my teeth chatter,
my heart feels like a cold, bruised raisin,
and i try not to move, keeping my warmth collected.
i can't tell you enough how much i love when you just have to touch me-
i mean my hair or frozen claw of hand, that is.
you go immediately to my head
(lover as whiskey, warm rum lover)
which is unfair; in the binary of us
i am always cold and you are always tea.
...and so i wear your body like a coat.
it is winter and my teeth chatter,
my heart feels like a cold, bruised raisin,
and i try not to move, keeping my warmth collected.
i can't tell you enough how much i love when you just have to touch me-
i mean my hair or frozen claw of hand, that is.
you go immediately to my head
(lover as whiskey, warm rum lover)
which is unfair; in the binary of us
i am always cold and you are always tea.
Thursday, March 26
Thursday, March 19
You spin me like a record baby.
Songs in high Repetition
Ice Cream : New Young Pony
I'm A Lady; Lights Out: Santogold
Last Nite; You only live once: The Strokes
All these things that I've done: The Killers
Let's make love and listen to death from above: CSS
Ego: The Sounds
Ice Cream : New Young Pony
I'm A Lady; Lights Out: Santogold
Last Nite; You only live once: The Strokes
All these things that I've done: The Killers
Let's make love and listen to death from above: CSS
Ego: The Sounds
Sunday, March 15
Wednesday, March 11
Sunday, March 8
Thursday, March 5
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